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that’s not true

But you make it easy easy
Easy to get away
Sit in the sun and drink beer all day

Because it's  easy easy
Easy the rain anyway, who needs
You can hear me from miles away, 
In a mud hole’s where I stay
Come and play but some things are required
You gotta have a big truck and some big
Woke up in new york city lying on the floor
Just outside of monsey's west 54
Well
You gonna know my name by the end of the night
Yeah
You gonna
he don't they'll take it all away
See that girl? You'd do anything for her
She's all get no give, and still you stay
And you were gonna write your
County of Selano
Get off a magazine and meet me over there by McDonald's
That's why I used to get my yola stacks off
Back then I was small time, all I
the town was a boom
The jailhouse is empty so's the Palace Saloon
Just one look will tell you that this town was real
A secluded old dirt road leads up
and loans!
And we don't need your brew tonight homie we brought our own!
So grab whatever you sipping on and let's get it on!!

Pour Your 40 out! Guzzle It!
the Vette, bumping Seven Duece!
See that top on that 40, you know it's coming loose
See me on the ave daily, be running this shit
If your chick get loud
know your time is valuable, baby
But so is mine
Don't let it, this chance go by
Baby, I get that you one bad ass chick
But I'm that guy

Why don't you
to be a carbon copy of you
How to have that not work and have them run away from you

How to keep people at arm's length and never get too close
How
let me lawyer wipe that case away
Oh, he wiped that case away

I told my lawyer, "I got 40 on me
Is you trying to go to court for me?"
These niggas
the Vette, bumping Seven Duece!
See that top on that 40, you know it's coming loose
See me on the ave daily, be running this shit
If your chick get loud
to get there before you die 

You don't get there 
By playing from the rule book 
You stack the ages 
You load the dice 

Mother dear 
Oh, we know
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
to get there before you die 

You don't get there 
By playing from the rule book 
You stack the ages 
You load the dice 

Mother dear 
Oh, we know
champagne?
Relax, take your coat off, and let me get your name
I love that hour glass shape you got upon that frame
I like the way you talk your game, we
champagne?
Relax, take your coat off, and let me get your name
I love that hour glass shape you got upon that frame
I like the way you talk your game, we
And you just can't get out the words
Some people think if they had a job they'd be well
Now!
A fantastic lie!

The Siberian mushroom Santa
Was in fact
got to get used to living on the lam 

Now Mary's out the door with a loaded forty four in her hand
Shooting down the law that shot down her dear
You gotta get that money no matter what you do
You gotta get that money and represent your crew
And keep it true

As reaper stay spray, still niggas
When I want you
I don't need you
Oh babe
I don't need to know your name
'Cause that's when I know
I got to run away, got to hide away
'Cause
When the going gets rough
And it's hard to look into my eyes, whoa
You wanna run away, run away, and just say goodbye
Why don't you open up? You
Good lovin' ain't easy
Good lovin' ain't easy
Good lovin' ain't easy to come by
Oh, darlin', that's the kind you offer me
It's just the love
love!)"
Because I got a, a despot I'm my blood
Niggaz want to knock ME
Cause I don't blossom like a sunflower SEED
Surrounded by promises, you said that
to have that not work and have them run away from you?

How to keep people at arm's length and never get too close?
How to mistrust the ones you supposedly