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GOTTA BE RIGHT
I DID GOOD BY BETTING ON YOU, SO TONIGHT IM GONNA DO MY LITTLE DANCE FOR U
ON MY HANDS FOR U 
THATS THE LEAST I CAN DO
THIS DANCE FOR YO U

smoke by the wood
I'm in the hood, I'm good
Don't smoke yo' butt, got a man in my wood

Can't get away from this deal, ain't never at all
This shit that

Moon in Cancer

UTD

Urban Thermo-Dynamics

1999

the drums of a neighboring tribe
Absorb the vibe, feels good, close my eyes
And step out ( ? ) by the crisp night air
I gotta stay aware, god, it's demons out

I'm Awesome

Spose

I'm Awesome

you're not dude, don't lie
I'm awesome!
I'm drivin' around in my mom's ride
I'm awesome!
A quarter of my life gone by
And I met all my friends online

gon' chill nigga

They made me mad I don't know what to do
Should I hop out that car hit his brain and I shoot
Baby girl send my dick so good like

n***** is tools
Use 'em now like pen and paper
Write 'em off and I read 'em later
Tell 'em 'bout themselves
Leave 'em by themselves
Get my girls in that

to listen to any of their pleas.
The baby girl slipped out of his hand and rose up in the air.
She turned into Goddess Durga.
Oh wicked Kamsa...
You have just

Gotta keep it subtle 
They argue wanna struggle
Time to rebuttal 
Get off of my shuttle 
You're no where in sight 
Cause im up way to high 
I'll

a bad opinion,
You need my permission, you caught the bait,
Now we're going fishing,
I'm a trailblazer when I'm blazed up,
I'm a hell-raiser blow the roof

to make sure that my daughters good

Get us out the hood and take my hand up off my gun
My wife's always been the one, there's never been another
Dudes out

like a free therapist
Talk with my hands like damn I'm playing theremin
I am dead again
It comes in waves
Hangover headache feel like a too tight braid

gonna get the break i wanted
But i'ma keep on trying until you know that i got nothing
Yea I be dozing off the drugs that i be overdosing in
Wish that I

we at the movies, and I put my hand out, she hold my hand
In my head I'm thinkin, I'm like damn, Tyler you the man
Huggin on lil shawty, I'm like yeah,

well)
Pump those thunder thighs and keep riding through
This eco-friendly future looks so good on you

CHORUS
Ride your bike to work
(Ride your bike, ride

on wanted posters
My crew has spanned the Rio Grande, we smell like chili roasters
You set it off and picked a battle you could never win
With a man whose

down to screw
I keep her picture in my pocket to remind me when I roam
That you don't eat Taco bell with good tamales back at home
We made a stop to see

let it off
All my shooters with me
Got red dots
Send shots
We send shots
If I pull up and catch you outside
You gon meet your God
Smokin dead niggas in

all
I dropped her off and made it home before my girl could call
Couple months later hit me up and said that she
Expecting pregnancy
Nigga you'll never

things
Don't though
And dead presidents will buy you
A good lawyer won't they
And if I ever fall off
Trust me that's gon' be a cold day
Hell must be frozen

Got them good on my shoes
Look like Billie Jean
Gotta keep it low, I got a girl
These hoes be feeling me
Take that shit for granted
I be left off these

Whatever makes you sleep at night or makes you care less
I know myself but why I'm tripping, off what? No one knows
They think I'm doing drugs, whatever

to come off rude so don’t read me wrong by mistake 
When I’m in a crowd I may look you dead in the face 
Still not even realize that I saw you in the first

I'd be out of them fields
With a bank account full of mills my stomach full of meals
Only countin' big bills championships Meek Mill
With white girls

you know I hate the games you play but it's all good
Keep on acting sneaky, that shit got you on my radar
All them boys my sons, I feel like Luke did