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of a hundred spirits
Tormented by demons writing dark lyrics

Fuck a house of a hundred corpses got some skeletons in my closet 
Dark secrets overcrowding me

I see a fallen tree
She was sleeping just like me
Lay down her head for a hundred years, It would seem
She was dead
So I climbed upon her back
Just

We walk through the club wit a bag full of money nigga straight dubs
V i p pimp status money gun shooting hundreds nigga you know wuzup 
I love

sum
She take shit that bitch dies 

And fuck the feds on talk ion talk we do drive bys then we walk now he chalk
Took his brain off he forgot he gon rot

kickin' shit in the O
Straight from the underground, one hundred pounds
Protected by one hundred rounds homie we’ll hunt em down
That’s word to O city

to give me a sliver

Reached out my palm
Four hundred and fifty pounds to my liver
Ate my soul at dinner
Just to feed it out to you, by the river
The one

now you is a Dummy now
Stoop to your level, I never will double-down
Choppa it hold like 100 rounds
Silencer on it, you won't hear another sound
You

bands
In the city with the squad and you know I’m going in
God damn got bands
Baby if you’re coming out and you got to bring your friends
By chance if you

Four dashes on my watch, two by two
Separated by two dots, me and you
Start to develop a plot, to get through
This space like cosmonauts
What a view

get done up, by these goons its all so effortless
Put a red dot on your melon bitch, snitches with that telling shit
Got a hundred street niggas with

We gone knock off
4 By 4
Don’t claim you gone stay Down
With me
And then go Ghost
Ok I grew up on the west side
That’s fasho
Ima line all of my Opps up

see a hundred other lives
A hundred other loves

He's made his mind
He'll make you cry
He'll take you on a roller coaster
Up and down and drag you

Play by the rules
Please do not get Em confused Please don't get me confused Reach my Jewels
I put yo face on the news
Yeah I put yo face on the news

up in the Lamb
I just made a 100 grand
I just made a 100 grand
Yeah you know I got the cash
121 on the dash
Blew the bag too fast
Blew the bag too fast

I'm in her town for the week and I dip
Riding around in that Pikachu whip
All by myself ain't no team ain't no clique
All by myself ain't no team

pyscho
Always keepin it 100 you niggas keep it 50
I dont fuck wit nun of yall bitches i just stay by my dolo
Heard you was a stain you get sliced by ichigo

you're by my side
When you're by my side
Take time to notice
Boy I know you're focused, you never really show this
Yeah I got you hoping, you're the one

gotta get it by any means
I gotta get that bread
Got your girl givin head
You heard what i said
Gotta chase them bills
Gotta chase them hundreds
All

Pumping my adrenaline
Bitch I'm dancing in the studio you can feel this bounce
Bitch I'm hanging with the bank tellers who count a hundred thou
I'm tryna

When he was a boy
He wanted to play
Down by the sea

At age thirteen
Everyday after school
He would always sail around the lake

All

of Detroit when this happened
Uh, Otimari got the snotty nose
All this fucking water on me
Give me snotty nose
I could count a hundred faster
Than a 'rari goes

some shit
Can't show your face around your city 'cause you owe some shit 
Moving by the hundreds, Cuban by the hundred, pistol by the stomach 
Gotta

(Oah)

(Yeaaaaah)

Let me tell you a story about a city of gold
But this gold is fluid and frequently sold
Almost thousand years old
Untouched by war

down that road
I've been there a hundred times before
Every I try feels like I died
And my mind's gone by like I'm getting high, hey
Maybe Imma get my