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nigga better know his place
For he never make it home
Never round 3rd base 
Never ever seen his face 
Didn't even leave a trace
If he didn't leave a trace

become scriptures
And now ya'll cats wanna despise this young nigga
Til I choke in smoke and that black cloud becomes thicker
But my life's no joke
3rd

as him & jake made eye contact/
A head nod between the 2 was enough/
Cuz Anything Passed that, it would’ve gotten rough/
& that’s when Russ noticed jake

gets you deeping
That the time to really motivate is when you're feeling weakened
I tried to explain it to this girl when we were speaking that
She

but I did it to myself
Figuring it out I'm gonna do it by myself 
But the music really help so I'm guessing that's a start 
Breaking all my skeletons

That 3rd eye will start to see
This is what you need
Knowing that you want bands but you not gon get it with your hands 
Its in ya mind, flip that switch

the next one to make it big
Milo Case they gon know the kid
She ask me why I speak in 3rd person
Cause the flow take me out of body bih

I'm rubbing on your

feelings thell die with me
I tried to do great things but ended up on a killing spree
That's what got me burned to the 3rd degree

So when I say I love you

getting his revenge
She found out about the 1st 2nd and 3rd 
by this time now you'd think the both would have learn
But that's just what happens when you

rest my case
Yeah I really write
All my damn lyrics like my mind is tight
Inside job what it feels like
But I’m letting loose
Like my 3rd wife
Shit I’d

tell myself to focus
Tier told me leave that hand up even when I'm open
3rd grade teacher said I won't make it and it left me hopeless
Had true colors

and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Lil Pump) 

Call me El Gato Guwop or Mustafa the 3rd
Back in the day they was callin' me

the for the bees and the birds you won't there for the Es in da 3rd
That shit hurt nigga
A grown man but my mama showed me how to move
And that shit hurt

VERSE:
IT MAY BE TOO LATE TO CATCH ME
MY JIGSAW PUZZLE 
CAME TOGETHER LIKE A RUBIX CUBE
I'M SO FOCUSED 

I'M IN A ZONE FAR FROM WORDS 
THAT WAS EVER

a pedigree
Scorpio in my chemistry, gemini is my felony
Back to rapping that 3rd degree, killing niggas with no degree
Literally I mean no degree, sweeting

You have meddled with the primal forces of nature! & you will atone

Hey Stan
Ever since I was a child
I had interest in the cultures that gathered

tees on 3rd ave 
From my homie cmadou 

I ain't gotta shoot ya 
I picked & roll 
With some guards that'll shoot 

To me it's all about respect 
Down

everytime I dodged death I got stronger
Couldn't think about waitin or restin
When I had the weight on my chest and
It felt that my heart was neglected
Now it

down like dominos, so stoned off grade A, the honor roll
And I pour up fours in my styrofoam, that 3rd coast shit that I be on
Blow sour here no cowards

offhand
The 3rd child I'm really yo youngest damn
To young to be stressin so I'll run away wit a blunt in my hand
Still tryna figure out if I even give

you go to fuckin jail and copp yourself a record

Next
Yellow cute bitch she lemme hit it on our 3rd
Yellow cute bitch she get me questioning my game
I

a friendship
Had a dozen of you, already loved you, I couldn't stop
Got on the metro stumbling to 3rd and Pine block
Hit the Micky D's, puked all over

Pourin' the Syrup

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi, Vol. 2: Gangsta Grillz

2014

Dope Boy, Lil E, Big Mook
Me and Foots in my truck with the burners out
When you was on 3rd St., and ain't wanna squeeze
Pillow talking with your

a 3rd of your life on sleep that couldn't be me
Sleep for the weak gotta stay on that grind I'm just keeping it G
First step to make it out the hood is