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by one
Terrified when she see's daddies truck pullin' up
He sees her, flips the fuck out, gets some shit from the truck out
Marches past, swings

to hear me you better feel
I reach deep within myself to bring this shit out
Most of the time I wouldn't have realized what lied in here
Love was in her

I've been doing good, I can do bad all by myself, 
And I ain't worried bout no nigga, I'm worried about my health, 
And I'm focused on my wealth,

cramps she don't take no dick 
Look in my eyes, and tell me what you see, dog 
A black woman runnin through some thick fog 
Slow down, it's twisted enough

of trains-n-shotgun shells,
Times gone by and wishin' wells
Y'all come back again-n-that they'd do
My Savior means the world to me,
Gave me eyes so I can see

powder's just as temperamental

as the rich kids with CEO potential

It's essential to compete for our emergencies

Which brings me to a company called

by my side
Like I'm in Smash Brawl
There's no friends in music girl
This shit's a free for all
He tried to tax me but
The government's not involved

I said I dropped out, now I'm back in
On my shit, no more lackin
Still trap, bring them packs in
I was fuckin' up, that was back then
First drill was

Still waiting for Ye
He a sexy beast like my boy Lil Stevie
He the freestyle lord
Chop you with a sword
That's why you better play by his accord
Chilling

Off the all beige fit nigga check fashion
Made a couple bands from yelling out action
I always kept real but you niggas stay acting
Can never bring me

ain't boasting for some change, give a fuck about a chain, mind my business out in Spain by the beach coast
Skipping the IG posts
Power yea, feeling I

I'm getting high off this
Come on girl give me a kiss
Man the stuff I'm seeing is crazy
Now I'm starting to feel lazy
Let me get some Ibuprofen
I don't

and your secrets in-into our bed
Yup
Because it cheapens it
Okay
And all the shit that you put me through
It spins in my head
That's what's up
Byebye
Like

we blowing shotguns 
This shit potent 
Had to come back
Shit was too good
Made me cry 
Text you when I'm in your hood
So I could stop by 
Boss shit 
I

vigilante justice
We the fucking people
Of the extorted and abused
Fuck toys by the powers above
It makes me sick to my stomach
Why the fuck is there not more

When the weekend comes around I can't be feeling weak
See I'm ready
And I'm feeling good
Weekdays were long 
But ain't no way they could
Bring me down
I

Game Over

Steele

Game Over

2000

still terrorize the game, bring the pain
Still living my thundom range
Ready to ball, don you ain't steady you fall
On the down low your found low in

Toolz of the Trade

Smif-N-Wessun

Reloaded

black, well-done beef cooker

My tre-eighty kept me crazy Dunn, she had me whipped
In the whip high, riding by, ready ta spit
She like to talk shit,

The Message

Sofia Shinas

Sofia Shinas

1992

the Range, empty out the ashtray
A glass of 'ze make a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns
Regulate wit my Dunn's, 17 rocks

Like the Vatican Throne
I bring the life into a
Track like I'm Lazarus Home
So never fuck around with me
I'm a statue of stone

Digging graves by

slap then skid
Bring out the mash I'm not brandishing it
Slapped off 2 watch me strangle the stick

I thought my man was cool till I caught on his sassy

get me?
I remember I was broke, had to tip a quarter
No car for the block, had to hit the corner
Sometimes I still spin by, 'cah I miss the trauma

off dead
It sucks to me, the one and only as I sit here by my lonely
Separated from the world cause the world is so phony
Hear my cries, tell me why

I'm blowed nicely like Ron Isley
Word dice, we roll, Mice or Men, behold
Ice grill on my '86, slice the pie slightly
Flee or fight me, end up