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by a real goer

Givin up our bond wasn’t worth no money on floor

You gave me 2 and 3 and I fucked that up

I came to to LA with intentions that wasn’t

sound like it was made by my cousin
Let me stop playin
And get to the subject

Young pretty ni99a
And I know how to fight
But if he claim he shoot
I’m

Yeah, JAMS, Yeah, Yeah
Let me talk to em, late nights in Chicago
Sliding, Uh

I been grinding like all my life now it's paying off
(Now it's paying

pus*y boy u simping
Come on don't do all of that Talking
See how this Glock get to Mockin
Glock 3O sound like a walrus
My boys scorching in exotic
Don't

know than I'm here
No one know bout that shit, let it wide open
The door would shut down by three
I just want to be with you, I just want to be with you

of me
My struggles in life, like seeing the death of three
Will only give me strength, legacy shining endlessly
Not a poet, or a playwright
Still can tell

on the counter they shake it, don't care
She say she finding her way through her prayer
I'm looking out so lil' shawty beware
She tell me some', she whisper in my

pun
Nah
All fun
42 in the cup we all done
What's the matter let me put it in ya bladder
I love a tall stink it's givin with a ladder
It never gave small

in
I appreciate you guys
Listen

3 Semesters left until the
End of High School (Isn't that cool)
Conversations with my peers about
Their dreams

whiteys in my city
My brother's still your whip, and then treat it like Vice City
Three stars, two bars, it's nothin' but life to me, yeah
I'm goin' crazy,

it's red
Drippy
I'm wondering
I'm wondering
Ayy it's Yung G in this bitch hoe
Stunting and I'm balling for three
Shawty wanna fuck all on me
Yeah I'm

bank, let it go far

Yuh, Ronnie Two Step, where you at? Yeah we was chillin' in the back
And now you fat, you better call me right back, I'm Johnny Bravo

Bitch I'm so different I see why they attach, like
Like, I got me a gap
If you love me baby better show that
She a bad bitch and she know that
Three years

everything around me
Get that money, get that cream
I wanna be something
Not a could, would of been
I always knew I could win
Like, I've been putting hours in

it rain
Head be staying sacrificial
Bitches calling me insane
All my homies schizo
Bitch I got me like a three in one
They know I'm a demon
Evil spirts

blunt son let me get a hit 
Im just tryna party with my niggas
 Smoking on gorilla yeah we know how we do 
I dont think these bitches really feel us 
They

me
Writing you love songs on my feed
I'm falling in love can you feel it
Like girl tell me what is you feeling
That look that you got so amazing
Girl I

the same ledge has left me falling
My prayers unanswered I let life slip away

You're talking in circles
Why can't you see that
You're all I ever need?
I've

down
Till you walking by yourself with a fucking tall frown
So I can’t stop, won’t stop and if I fall down 
Let these words pick me up as I put these

Bouncing on tempo help me exercise my patience
Cause I could want it now, but God could be like just wait kid
Let me arrange it
You on your way greatness

Sanity

The Almighty RSO

Doomsday: Forever RSO

1996

this time I grab my nine just in case I gotta tear up
Hard times all around
Still I'm surrounded by the stress but I don't never let it keep me down
Make

One life that's caught in a tail spin
Two more it brought down with
Three affected remorse

All in a blink of an eye
One hug one first last goodbye

I'm in Bottega Veneta 
Waffle-knit stitch on the sweater
Parakeet green on the letters
I don't be rocking no butters, if you see me booted it's

the times of darkness and
Deceit haunting me
Can't stop from loving me
I'm at home
I miss my Mama, Grandma and Pa so much
I see 'em in my dreams every