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away
Yeah maybe we could fly away outer space
Aye we could really do anything that you want
Aye just imagine yeah
You by my side yeah while I'm rappin

purposeful I’m searching for the spirit world
Instead I’m in the netherworld surrounded by all my mistakes
Hells been making me contemplate
My life is full

your honor
Way too hot just stepped out the sauna
How'd he do that right there Mashallah
See by The Will of God I’m Attacking The Beat
Until the beat

Neglecting myself, fulfilling your needs
So I'm standing right here today
I'm way better off, but that's enough talk
Don't wanna throw shade
This ain't what it

She too busy fan'n
If she just want my possessions I'm gone like Danny Phantom
Pray to the Lord my soul to take
If I die before I wake just know it

Ace in the glass
Been out all night, nigga grabbing on ass
Riding 'round getting it
My old bitch mad, I'm way too rich to be acting like that
She

your head you could find me
Baby im just trying to be a good man
But you tossing me away like a loose can
By and bye we go from the windows
Tryna walk in

every breath I'm taking could just by my last

Please tell me that I'm not the only one who's still trying to stay strong
But the powers that I've had for

I'm An Alcoholic

L'Aura

Il Contrario dell'Amore

2017

of bodies, so sick 
I'm repeating to myself 

I'm quitting this dangerous living 
I'm quitting
I'm quitting

There is no way out of here 
There's no

it all expecting nothing, uh
Calling up at lunches
Eating beats by the bunches
And then catch me on my crunches, uh

Get to the gimmicks
I'm good for

Even authority figures admit
It's legit as it gets when I'm spitting this shit
Pastors, cops, lawyers, inmates and
Women let their children hear my

Losses and winnings
Me and bro do 90 on the M-way
And I'm still fresh out the system
Still trap phones bandos
Still blenders in kitchens
Just got a 9

Just Like the USA

Aztec Camera

Knife

1984

shining, sick machine

And be speeding straight my way.
But I'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle,
Just like the USA.
The secret is silver, it's

To apologize for my ways
To let someone great slip away

I'm sorry
I never meant to cause you any problems, oh no
That's right, I'm sorry
Never meant to cause

All my life I just wanted a bag
And you bitch ass niggas keep trynna come at me cause I don't got a bag
But I'm the one
Yea nigga
I'm on this bitch

the pain, it stick with you and you take it to the grave

Hold the phone, I'm in my zone
Dont actually need nothing wrote
But I need a Loui coat and blue bag

lone
Let it marinate
Lil Troy know it gotta be a better way
I wanna be a baller
A shot caller
I'm a Father
And tryna be a Dad to my daughter
I'm bragging

Yeah I like how it starts, I fuck with that shit

I'm stuck in my ways
Tolerance high smoke a couple of jays
Runnin this shit like I run from

something that I barely give
Say my name again I'll leave you holy like a cleric is
Your bitch a baker by the way she keep her buns thick
You acting

Yeah
I'm back on my crazy shit
I be going ham for the hell of it
This is just playing I'm already outta here
Intergalactic I'm played by the aliens

That's the final straw
I'm sick of crackers pillaging the Earth, that's my second home
Zeni doesn't ever play with love cuz she's very prone
Shit like that

Because I'm coming up I have to rearrange
The way I'm moving 'cause it's not like how it used to be
If you looking for me slipping there's no catching me
I

Hood Nigga

Young Jeezy

Mr 17.5

2008

you scared go to church
Man this rap shit is easy, every beat I get I murk

'Cause I'm a hood nigga
I keep the purp by the pound
The trunk stay

Hood Nigga

Young Jeezy

Part 2: When the North and South Collide

2007

you scared go to church
Man this rap shit is easy, every beat I get I murk

'Cause I'm a hood nigga
I keep the purp by the pound
The trunk stay