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ain't fair, you pay that price or
You pay that fare Laissez-faire, live my life
I don't play about theirs Man, I care, damn who don't
Memento mori, goated

Role model on these streets because I live by several rules
But number one and number two is never lose and never snooze
Number three is never choose

money be they Lil kryptonite
Left him so I can her right
We just tranna live that life
Up in a 23 and you niggas
Bet not mention Mike
You niggas do it for

a dry eye.
She favors the toung that is true,
Moving on with the crew, looking long coming thru
It's all jewels in the crown, never losing the town
Fools

even if I get a bag homie 

I ain’t stoppin ain’t no matter what I do 

u wouldn’t live if u wusss really in ma shoes 

by ma lonely I ain’t really have

about my cake and I don't play at all
And I'm far from sweet, you ain't gon' play the boul
I show up where you live and I start spraying off
Two shots in

Smoking
When I'm wit my crew
We gon roll away
Even better smoking by the two
Stems I throw away
Ain't nobody ever seen a hippy turn the smoke away
Hold

[Verse]
We're cruising down the street with the top down low
Got my crew right here, ready to go
The sun is shining, the girls looking fine
Can't

no K.Os by technicality bitch
Look at what I'm doing
I'm trying to stay stable
Two summers ago I throat punched a nigga then slammed his face onto

do)
This a P-80, not a nine
(Killed him and his crew)
We keep it 40 not a 9
If they try to move, hit him in his spine, that's what we gon' do
Everybody

too
God gave me a sign except it was two
Now i put it on the line like a pigskin I'ma only date within the crew with the same skin
Please if I give you

Giyani, Giyani, Giyani, Giyani, I come from the ghetto, yah
Giyani, Giyani, Giyani, Giyani, ekaya ra swilo, yah
We gone live it for the now, wena u

After the Party

Little Brother

Get Back

2007

ay umm
You wanna go to the Waffle House, get some food?
("I just did another pick-up line that didn't go over")
No~! What the fuck you mean no? I'm

Call the Cops

Hell Rell

New Gun in Town

Ruger Rell so shorty what it is
Put this burner on ya kid in the stroller by his bib
No MTV Cribs but I'll show you how I live
Couple pots on the stove

that I'm a live by, till the day that I die
Fuck the nigga that doesn't understand, and has to ask why
Has to ask why, has to ask why, fake ass

unless we get violent

Wildin', this is for my niggas that smoke weed
Live life by the day, count the proceed
Blow it back, blowin' cash in the OZ

I'm so androgynous
I keep confusing them
Think I'm a polygamous
I want like two of them
Wake up in the morning
See the life I wanna live
I

to speak out
Scary reach out, scream murder and pull the glock out
Cock it back, then tell your crew to relax
Take a deep breath, now take six to the chest

nobody do me dirty again (Nah nah)
Good riddance
My success is
What they wanna prevent
But they won't ever end, uh

Yeah I've been inspired by all these

you crew
You know I gotta put the fan first
You'd be wanting all the world
If not for the, damn, first
Don't tell me how I should live my life
It

a favor
And record this well
Fuck 12!
They can choke themselves
You go to hell, you fucking bums!
Badge on ripping shots
Like its 2K Klay
Knocking you down

past 3
Some young fella's sittin' beside me
He lives down Santry
Won't stop talking ever since he met me
I wanna leave he won't let me
He's talking

of people dressing for the part, but it's just clothes
Ain't nobody 'bout that, truth
If you buying then they selling it to you
I been overwhelmed by all

Yo, the voice of the announcer signing off
Salvador, a connoisseur, a hot monologue
Rachmaninoff, livin' life not by the law
And I'm a product