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perfume (Strawberry baby)
She ain't rough
That's what I assumed
From what I could tell
She was really smooth

Three years past by
From 2009
She hadn't

of you just chilling on my bed
But by the end of the night, we making love and sex
About you, I'll do a hundred hits
When I'm dead 'n gone, you're going

this degree
I know that rap isn't all about the cake
I just want a slice but I guess it's up to Drake
I was always told you shouldn't want to contend
Cuz

Been a boy now an icy man
Got a girl she erases pain
Bully dog barks at heavy rain
Takin’ dope to not gettin’ stress
Head alone head is full of rest

the angels turn
To demons in this world?
Bunch of evil in this world
It's even in a little girl twerking
Ten years old, on Facebook
Got to know you're watchin'

Y'all Know

Yonas

The Proven Theory

on that old old
If I had a deuce deuce I' would shoot the po-po
But I keep it peaceful, luckily for those folks
I just gas girls my game sponsored by

you get kidnapped and die

Im by myself im left alone to my devices
So I might as well keep writing and create a couple cyphers
On this planet so

the system
Im getting in my rhythm

When my uncle and my pawpaw died a piece of me was with them
Got pain but I still feel them
Everything I do is for them

And my whole world gray, living monochromatic
And my ex girl say that I'm overdramatic
And there's like fifteen years of memories in this mattress

rockstar
Take what I got, gotta ride it or die
Haze, Molly, X, ‘till it switch off my lights
Trippin' on codeine be off for some time
Promised I quit, but my

to start
Any blasphemous Rumours
But I think that God's
Got a sick sense of humour
And when I die
I expect to find him laughing

[Repeat Chorus 1x]

Girl

days they took the Draco from my mans
We bought more K's
Spray your whip while you in traffic
Call it road rage i know I'm sippin'
But I'm tryna die from

The Godz Must Be Crazy

The Demigodz

The Godz Must Be Crazy

Jesus, please see us through this]
[I ain't tryna die over a beef with Lewis!]
But when I increase the rudeness of my evil music
It leaves the stupid,

for eight hours long
Ten million on merch in a month and a half
Had 6-0s and Eight-Tray all on Slauson Ave
Had GQ taking flicks of you and yo girl

everything but my soul
Home green machine, now, I've got remedies on the stove
So that point-two weren't even a decimal on my growth
Starin' in the mirror,

wellbeing
Spice Girls keep them posh but I'm mel b'ing
You scared and you skrik I dare you to diss
I see it in your eyes that's why I'm barely convinced

fell down.
Said, “I'm gonna get me that girl,
She's the best make, model, and year ever found.” 

Then came around my opportunity.
Your eyes, your smile,

know, Romeo Must Die
Red dress for that red wine
Go low for that Merlot
Girl could make her back bend like a Cirque show
Bob Dylan in the winter with

good with the aim
Ima die lit like Im Kurt Cobain
Just like Kobe I need all my gains
To my homies look how far we came
10 Toes down we didn’t have other

and not to mention
cll the lost memories are comin' back to give me tension
Hard tears comin' in one by one
Everything you done cannot be undone
Playin'

to give back, that's amount of change
Martin Luther and Malcolm X didn't die for this
If I call you my brother then be with it
There's no hoes or no dough

move like a banditt
I'm not with the X
But I'm move like I'm gambit
She not with the sex
If I ain't show her no effort
And comin correct
I gotta get my

a biologist
I'm not a narcissist but insist
No experiments on ma body by a mad scientist
With bars as sick as syphilis, I spit so ridiculous
It's like your gal

know the most high
Tot I told ya
Everybody throw your hands up
To the most high
Ride or Die
The Code We Live By
Follow the Leader
Lighting up
Light