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Of social acclimation
Bells clang to segment the
Fun-filled artificial day further
As several hundred Galapagan sea turtles line
Up to enter the building
If

Every Kennedy was assassinated
By the Illuminati
They should’ve went to Yankee
Stadium for Giuliani
Said Halliburton impersonated Sunni jihadit's

From a bag to plenty
Went from laying in the trenches
Now we playin' in Benzes
You know my man can't stand it
A 100k, this ain't rented
I got

A hundred kids waitin' for me to spit and now they act like they don't hear me the cheek of it 
Deez man we're toppin up their weetabix in the mornin to try

and gender lame intender
Insane offender injure your main contender
Scared for nothing
Some niggas never really shared nothing
Here cousin
Bags on the scale

next bonus
The second he's in power, like an exponent
Cause he had his ex moanin'
Until he caught a spasm
But by the next mornin'
Multiply they orgasms

holes
Now I got hundreds of Louis 
I aint worn, you can lick the sole
Now bitch I'm the man
They say its lonely on top 
But I got rich the gang 

Ride for

'96 Bulls

Nick Grant

Dreamin' Out Loud

2018

amplifies, who they really are
The sold you a bag of lies, this the land of the wise
All the lamb are disguise, I'll never lose my cool but not a fan of your

City of New Orleans

Henson Cargill

This Is Henson Cargill Country

1974

the train they call the City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Playin' card games with an old man on the club car
Many

Illegal Busyness

Micranots

Obelisk Movements

[All by I Self Divine]

[Chorus 1]
China white, crystal meth, angel dust, percaset, cocaine, morphine, PCP
Hash, opium, prozac, special K, Xanax,

And you practically slept together,
your sleeping bag right next to his

And you woke in the night to watch him as he slept
but you couldn't see anything

(HUFF47)

I never changed, man, fuck the fame, bitch, I don't want it now
Won't stress no bitch, they come a dime by a dozen, ah
I got my pride,

on it
Yeah, she said she popping on the gram
All this confidence until she find out who I am 
100,000 likes girl I could really give a damn 
By the end

hand im like cookies
I got the bag on me like a boogie
100s and 50s got tired of them 20s 
40 and 30s aint toting no 20 
Put a hole in ya bucket just

VERSE

Right out the got damn gate w a new flow,
New hoe,
Catch and bag new hoes,
Doubléd one that’s a duo,
Deux multiplié par trois et dis-moi

(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
Huh

Bitch fucked my mans, but I fucked her too
I just act like I ain't never knew
Told her I'm the catch

I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie
'97 had a brick by the muffler crony
Wholesale to my select
Preferred customers only
The white horse cooked

a drunk
A nineteen year old punk
Waking up around lunch
Weed bags plump, and we called 'em trees
So you best believe that we
Turned 'em into stumps
Summer

I'm fin' be straight up at ya do'
By the time he made it there
Them rocks was meltin' lookin' old
Man this shit here gotta go
He gave it back

who knocks!” 

3aly: 
No bitch I'm not coming back cuz bitch I'm coming up
You know imma run it back cuz I don't give a fuck
Even with a hundred grand I

Man, it's Friday and I still ain't seen no Paycheck
Read a message, don't text her back, bitches Hate that
See lil' nappy head with that Glock, he

wasn't meant to be a part of him,
I have a thousand dollars for that extra need and special'n,
Grabbing drops out of a bag,
Never thought I'd see

Ima run with that
cin't No looking back
Ima get the bag
100 bands
Buy me a vida guerra yeah i love that ass

cll my bad bitches shake it low low woah

(trenches)
Trying to keep me down, then I'm at your Fifty (pow, pow pow)
Man of the house I had to make some tough decisions (on god)
Running to the bag bitch