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make profit
Off of shitty flows, jacked lines, get behind
You fuckers gone pay, I promise
Your music is making me nauseous
Got another album inside of my

grown hate
I don’t need your co-signs now
I bought my own space
By years of overturnin every stone face
Army of one and I got the right troops
I done ran

I say what do I say
Um
I guess uh
I'll give a quick shout out to uh
Taylor dot wtf
Eddie bear
Um
Beats by Endless
And then this guy is literally named

Where Were All of You

Poor Old Lu

Seltzer

1996

As one of the successful singles off of 'Sin', 'Where Were All Of You' may be one of the most representative songs of what Poor Old Lu's sound is

2 All You Hoes

Guerilla Maab

Year of the Underdwags, Pt. 2

motherfuckers must ain't peeped them
Last two albums, for real, dick riders

[Hook - 2x]
All you hoes, talking down
Guard your grill, keep moving around

by
Can you tell me why
Why everything gotta be about you?
Now you ain't getting love
And you see how much we do
This something we getting used to, damn

song is your favorite
Expecting her to pick that specific one that you did for her
So it becomes more easier convincing her you fuck with her
Not just

don't want
No stops, did it by myself until the album dropped, it's
All love to the game I'm playing till I drop

And I was free for a minute
You could

Knowledge is king fearing no evil
Keep a eyes on Eye
because the devil is lethal
Noble from the heart wings span like a eagle
Angels & kings

this is just the beginning
All that janky shit Ima end it
Spend a check up on my pendent
Spend a check up on my charm
Got your b**** up on my arm
got

the mess in
The back of the place to get a taste of my inventions
And I'm working down to the second
This is my profession
Your funeral I'm attending
My art

the fridge
And steak in the oven
But could never explain the
Cocaine in the cupboards
And while you was raised by your cousins
You see, I pray for my brother
I

stories how i'm living my life
I'm like pac nas and jay and that kid from bed stuy
My mind is playing tricks on me
I'm scarface so i drop the album for my

other albums, plus
The merch, plus the shows
I ain't even tryna flex
Dog, just get the arena set
That way when I come to do my service
It's a set
Me up

and stacking shows
This was everything I wanted and
I know you know
This is all for us this the way that I invest
Know a 401k what you getting from a desk
Trying

the people I love most neglect me
I pray to god every night that those people never forget me
Fuck my regret no longer letting that upset me
I wear a cross