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who they are and never let them control you
Help niggas from the heart so never feel like they owe you
I gave a nigga my last didn't ask him to pay me

there to take care of you when you old
Wiped my nose breastfed and changed my diapers
Blatantly told me which friends were really vipers
Single mother by

pressure it was huff that was not it
Hella $100 in my hands bluefaces a deposit
I am so disgusted by the fake I might vomit.

Sit back chill observe make

Day ones turn foes
How these niggas switching over a bitch
Man that bitch a hoe
All the lessons in my life turn my heart cold
Why I gotta buy a big ass

Much Money  He making
By 2012 I caught The ILL Vision
I Held On to that
2020 Independent My Business
My Mouth Closed But The Eyes could Tell
I been Back

Jump on my dick 
Fresa pusssy boy im stealing your bitch
Grab controlers from the nintendo switch 
And stick em in her while shes moaning and shit
Im

From day one baby girl 
You been by my side, 

You my partner and crime, 
Like bonnie and clyde, 

A real one that you are, 
Loyal, never tell me

The every day routine burns like acid on my skin
In the night I’m sitting in my hole and quietly wheep
The time is passing by, `till I drink myself again

Neal on, like Nia Long  

Long John, with severed slongs 

Die, Haters 

I’ll die hating with tithe dives of die-hearts 

Rictor off the Rick, now

and my success was suppressed, slowly subdued
Some bleed a lot, feelin' squeezed like a girdle
One obstacle and these dudes defeated by a hurdle
Locked in

I think it was august
You were a problem
And I didn't know how to solve it
You made my heart bleed and I couldn't stop it
Damn girl why you being so

from the bottom Buchanan
I’m, Dinero Tha Poet
Dinero Tha Menace
Dinero John Madden
In my zone like madden
Life hard, I’m damaged
Creeping thru’ the night

known by sending His Angel to His Servant John
Who testifies to everything He saw; that is
The Word of God and The Testimony of Yahshua KrYst
Blessed is

shit
Crunch time, O's was on the line
Bitch I moved it
Articulate
Judged by niggas I ain't even cool with
Whole time I could get killed
For what I pay my

I’m getting older/
Watch over my shoulder for Eric Holders/
Hold on wait a minute/
This shit get deep by the second/
Head first but I know where I’m

many days i was mad depressed, losing money and hope
but i still digress
i aint quitting for nothing, you can tell by my actions
lacking a stop button,

getting another pill
I'm bipolar but I rebuild
You left me alone; you were unfulfilled
How many conversations have you killed
By feeding me guilt
For my

car window
I step all over your Margielas, you caught feelings
Yo' heart spinning, my bars illing
I'm Bob Dylan, I'm John Lennon, I'm authentic
Your

fucking awesome, I'm so awesome

Oh my fucking God, pull up in that, oh my gosh
You niggas so soft, get that arrow out your heart
You can be a boss

in my pot, start
To mix it, when I spit it's like down B
My bars will drop hard
Yeah I've been popping villains
Man I feel just like a rockstar!
I stop

Built like a peach, I could tear through
But I won’t eat bubblegum
That’s already chewed up
Stole my biting just to go and restore it
Call John Kirby, I’m

Talkin' like you feel me when you really don't
Told me I can't do it by myself but I still give 'em hope
In my inner world, on outer banks they call

friends That you left Barry, that you can't marry
A man would played your heart away like he was John Terry

How bitches lie about they ex and then pull

And laced ass weed
You took my heart and my virginity
This buick encore has stories like no other

Where do you go when you're dumb and you're bored
Do you