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like you 
Is so hard to find 
Treat you right 
Get lost in time 
Parents getting mad cuz it gettin late 
When you with me yeah you'll be safe 
Yuh

coming lil baby
1 me 10 girls cuz I'm real shady
Girl I be with you on a phone all summer
Let me know if you mind being my lover
Right by my side forever

Paranoid to the point it's like we over-do it
Police press up, peep how the beasts arrest ya
Rough up, handcuff, then treat you lesser
Toast on me, smoke

but try to see 
I treat the flooding like a beach
Posting up, under an tree 
Wishing that it wasn't me
Sparking up a leaf again
Floating towards the sea

a baby
Shakes a mother fucking rattle
I'm hotter than a kettle
Like a bomb I will explode
My rhymes are worth platinum
Fuck giving me gold
By now you

cigars
Fast cars like it's NASCAR, we pass go
No monopoly
They throw tomahawks, no choppin' me
Pockets green, it's all broccoli
Know what I mean? There's

curro de lo que se6 yo.
Frutero o ch6t6rrero yo.
No import6 que lo piensen no.
El boxeo me hizo ser mejor.

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN INTRODUCING TO YOU

where I'm supposed to be
Some rappers chewed up by the game wouldn't let it pimp me
Staying true is a art most could never ever paint
Find your passion

love with my sneaky link
And I swear my love so crazy, I mean it go brazy
But y'all gon' have me in these streets surrounded by some ladies
Yeah, shorty

on a mission
I whip these words well
Treat the both
Just like the kitchen
Hit the block with better shit
Than all the competition
Then sit back
And start

Sunday Morning

DTTX

Back 2 Da Brown

2001

Tricks jock chrome spinnin' if your car is hot
Bumping down, side to side pancakin' the street
System bangin' down the Paramount with cops by me
Phat

Strugglin'

K'NAAN

The Dusty Foot Philosopher

2006

honestly I feel like I'm 10 months pregnant, I'm past due. Sincerely, un-touchy these days I can't take nothin'. 
I'm trying to treat my record like

the banks is out
Got me quoting Future/cuz I thought it was a fucking drought
But I'm wavey, this shit is gravy
You on ya IG talking hella scazy to ya lady

like its wifi
Ya girls she treat me like the top guy, cuz i keep a bag when i stop by
And thats a Yoo Fact, all of my yoodies get money you know we don't

ain't the only one singin along
I treat my bitches like hittin a bong
I might find that I hate her by hittin too long
She like a stripper when wearin

banged like he got incense
Whipping the rain like it's not a Lincoln

I'm entertained by my thought process
Can't take a loss, not check
Running it up off

mind
Really I can't assure you
But as of now, i'm for you
I got nothing to hide
Can't treat it like we cordial
Of course you
Give me the run around but
I

cause I'm feeling tense
You make my house of Gucci wet
Like Lady G, but this ain't bad romance
Cause boy, I love what you got in your pants
Let me work my

we into it
Don't be influenced by the music
I make love songs for the ladies while ignoring all the groupies
No they can't my attention, ain't no

is wild with all the local wildlife
Cats out prowling the streets every night
Best be on your guard cos there's no escape
From the fruit flies by

walking down the block
Girl you look good for your age
Maybe a different stage
Still ride or die, stay by my side
Next to me when I have to cry
Then change

treat it like a game

Work tomorrow get some cash throw it all away

Didn’t matter what it meant it was goin down

Take a hit hear the bells but you don’t

I'm a trenches baby, comin' straight out New York
Seen them trappin' all my life, we treat this shit like a sport
You on the court, orvon the field,

Home (Ssss,Ssss)
We ate Like We were Italians in Rome (MmmMmm)
Not food but Candy from Lowes, Well maybe not Lowes
Trick or Treat Mutha Fuckas, you know