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remember when we first me
You made me feel a way I cant forget
I thought about you all the time
Heart was beating overtime
Hands were shaking with a cold

the beat
U NBC baby girl yea u old news
Fly to Belize wit a new bitch, great views
Niggas dap u up then turn around n talk shit
Cut the grass n peep

drippin
I’m drippin

(VERSE)
Two songs in the same summer
Killing the game like Jeffrey Dahmer
Go dumb but I go dumber
Like a hot winter and and a cold

a turtle
Pretzels in the air
Homework, coffee
A new color in my hair
Movie popcorn
Looking at the sky
Standing in the hall
As the people all go by

Oh, walk

for you to catch this cruise
Yoruba demons are out to play(eh)
I move right cause moving from grass to grace(eh eh)
I dey end the week I’m feeling like

a flirty way
I live day by day I know the journey's great
But somehow I end up where the serpents stay
And I gotta find the snakes in my grass oh
I know that

the hottest muhfucka growin cold on these New York streets 

Nevertheless I was nervous 'cause I was new to the neighborhood
On the block hard pumpin' I was cuttin' across
The boulevard so the thugs wouldn't start

Im just trying to bring it back
You know the streets is cold
I carry the flame i got the torch
I came to heat it up
Im sticking to the code
Ima always

A cold winter wind chased the snow down the mountains
And it covered the brown of the grass on the plains
And there in that small house it cut

put me inside of her cold zone
Tracy McGrady, early 2Ks the way I go ghost mode

Twist and turn, down the road
We open up, and we just flow
Just tell me

been told)
I don’t trust nobody man my heart is so cold (so cold, so cold) 
Shit, i was for taking
Get the cake early in the morning, wake and baking

locked up, confused, like a cold war
(And I'm) I'm tryna lose
These chains that hold me back, set me free

After party, after party
Welcome to the after

shadows wash over like mist Attached to the game by the hip like a cyst Hands in the air but it's mostly my fist
Snakes in the grass all y'all do hiss
Not

It’s so cold , on this road, hustle blvd
The love is the hustle, the love is the money

The life I live I gotta lay low
-Only grindin for the peso,

and watch the bridge turn to ash
A punishment, if by chance you survive
When trust me the punishments staying alive 
Mean it must be, 
Got me sick with

Grass is so green, on the other side
Paradise, counting racks (Count it)
Smoking a pound in the Gucci slides (Gucci)
I know I make it look good

all
And I didn't really think it was worth battling at all
But I got a beer by the pool
Ice cold bars like a jewel
And I got old school beats
Flow so

Results of these experiments / varied widely 
occasionally content to put it all behind me 
many caught inside of electronic devices 
technology is the new

yeah, that's cold
I'd rather do this on my own
So if I fall, I'll be alone
No one around to see me go

Old friends, new enemies, same ends, new energy

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Mind On Tha Prize [original]

Jai Blizz

Blackout

2017

ain't tryna make it by

Half these cat's can't even see me, and they ain't even blind
Know ima be a mogul and I ain't even signed
Sayin I ain't gone

of mine 
a brand new skin, I am alive”. 
Slaughtering all my memories 
so intensively 

Family? What is family 
but a portrait never seen. 

Swallowed by

no energy
It’s a thought should I cop
A new pair of jeans for 300
(Hmm)
Same price as some shoes
Young nigga I got nothin to lose
Except my family pick