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I feel it's time we shape back up, baby

It's that time of year again
Don't Come Outside, Vol. 2 on the way
Y'all only rock with me 'cause I'm

but I'm like Future with the mask off
Do tell
Baby, do tell
She said she got top 10 head, I told her do tell
I just went to Taco Bell, it hit like

Done With You
Written By: Amber Roberts , Co-writer Deangleo Penson

Verse 1

Look at me

Can I tell you why you really mad 

I’m trying

cause I'm not like Morgan Wallen (Fuck that guy)
Got country blood in me but inspired by Cube, E & Ren (Yeah)
Dre & Yella, how you thought I put this

no bite
You niggas act like pets
Mess with the same people
Niggas just like the rest
Don't ask you go know
When I'm highly upset
Don't really got it

and wrong
And share with me: do you owe that kid a song?
Or were you killed by the age-fifteen version
And the guilt that made age sixteen worse

your parent's
Embarrassed by the path you chose to strut
I'm a murderer by design
You're lucky I'd rather fuck
Wu Tang taught me the power of ruckus

away
Praying for rain so we'd run for shelter
Close proximity with you always felt a little better
Amber lights and smoky bars
You took my sky blue

a fan of those
I'm way too branded to stand and pose with an Amber Rose
You sleeping on me - you gon die with those pajamas on
Emcee the goat - rinse

cash hella fast that's my thing
In Toronto with a baddie that's my ting
I put the crown on my head I'm a king
Ballin like I'm Jordan I got 6 rings

Cash

Can't shake this feeling gratitude full on my plate
Saved by his grace I won't die with you snakes
Yeah I got this feeling (I got this feeling)
Speak

with the emphasis

Oh 
Ain't that so absurd
Objection, Ms. Amber Heard
Tongue got twisted like a Twizzler
Too much drank got me concerned


Do you talk

Food 
You got fooled by the way 
Im scrambling like Vick in the A 
I get cold on a Bit Ice Trae 
Bloody Nose on a Bit Cocaine
Hard it up home run Free

come next? When I feel like right now with this rifle[02:39.09]I am Malcolm X By any means necessary[02:41.98]You should truly be scared of me If you see

the end of the dream

I'm coming home, I'm coming home, now you can taste it in the wind, the war is over
And I listen to the clicking

Roads to Moscow

Al Stewart

The Live Radio Concert

1980

the end of the dream

I'm coming home, I'm coming home, now you can taste it in the wind, the war is over
And I listen to the clicking

see a boss work said I’m inspiring
Only want one wife but wouldn’t mind nuff concubine
Because I do it all day
Man do it all night
Them niggers you with

with the ceiling
You come for the crew and we gone grillin
I don't give a fuck like your favorite villain
I know you hatin all the rhymes that I'm

on lean by the fours 
Get a bag, do a show, then I roll
Yeah, I'm ballin', bitch, you know the score (yeah)
If you're talkin' 'bout money, let's go

Brazil (Aquarela Do Brasil)

Johnny Mathis

The Ultimate Hits Collection

1998

love
There's one thing I'm certain of
Return I will to old

Brazil the Brazil that I knew
where I wandered with you
Lives in my imagination
Where

missing I suggest you get your Amber on
But she ain't missing she with me I'm who she dancing on
I'ma take care of ya so you can see the drama
Call her

has found a way to reach ya
Keep ya ears glued to the speaker Like I'm a preacher in a 3 piece suit With something cute
Sitting on my right side you

and get my bands
Kill my traitors with precision
Got these fuckers taking my demands
I'm not sure if you missed it
Don't get this shit twisted
I am not your

latest stuff
Might be the only teacher that gets paid enough
That's why I'm in Hyde Park buyin' like half of Harrods
You niggas are too concerned with