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fall out, cause you love me until I'm all out
Man fuck that shit, ima just call out
Cause fuck a 9 to 5
It ain't workin for me, cause I'm bigger than

and I'm here to stay
I wanna travel all around but as for now
I gotta stay in the place that I call my town
All my brothers and friends seemed like they got

a damn
Call me big daddy De Luca
Give a fuck about ya man

When I pull up lookin' fly
You gone wanna come and dance
Grab ya ass right by ya hand like
Hold

she fun but she used to be a blocker 
Call the bros my guy it's lit 
The man dem shoot and the girl no skit
Turn my hat to the back I'm tipsy 
I don't

of cap
Trappin by my lonely, trust no Nigga cause they steady rat
Are they saying free you cause You gang
Or they put knife in back
If you had to think

how your boy get down 
Work it on the stage like I work it in the bed 
Freaky McNasty is what they call me  
Balling like 06 Jim jones  
I know why I'm

on hold
Said he'd been swamped by calls this week
And He could not shake his cold
And still this emptiness persists
Perhaps this is as good as it gets
When

this is the end
I´ll call you back
cause I know that I want you
But you don´t mind and don´t care
about me
I´m waiting for the day
when the kid inside

gainin some weight. Got a call from an investor man and he wants steak. Gotta get it to him quick boy, he don't wait. But I can handle the order if he can

just call your bitch
get her on my dick
nine with a six nice.
Rocking fake ice
$10 price
tag it’s alright 
take it off at night 
so my neck don’t turn

Who can he be
Coming down the chimney
With presents for you and presents for me?

He lives in a place they call the North Pole
Been there since

see seh life fucking real
Yuh get it 
And see yo nah fucking heal

Memba
Mi nu falla man agenda
Full a su much gyal
Mi can start mi own call center
Tan

no, not i
I repeat not i
You know I'm about my spinach man I feel like Popeye
And yo girl told you to leave because I'm bout to drop by
Niggas looking

call me C.E.O mannnn
I just wanna make music, screw money
Drop friends who act funny, no Benz I'm too bummy
Too cold, my nose runny. They say I'm

First off dont call your music hip hop its crap
Even rappers hope your shit stop, your whole style slop
Ignorance is at its tip top
And its

em in Venice (Venice)
Man I love hearing is that debit or credit yeah I got a fetish
Somebody call a medic
My pen and pad is pathogenic
Flow is causing

It's this point that my life's a lie turned it into a life of crime man it's ride or die
Call me Chef Chung Daal cuz I'm fucking with the Chowder 
Osama

an Asian
My mind is a maze and that means that I'm amazing
Your girl call me papi coming with a posse
Everybody black I'm the opposite of nazi
In the major

the villain
Now everybody saying I'm the trillest

The crowd goes wild
The industry is so foul
I hit em with a pow
Then I'm like how you like me now
If you

orders just call me the colonel
Pick up a microphone turn off your telephone proving im lyrical no I'm not cynical

Someone grab a mic 'cause I'm 'bout

beats man we killing 
I do killing for a living if you catch my drift 
She a hoe and wanna love me I can't trust that bitch 
Burn this mic up while I'm

For real
Isaiah 9:6 unto us child is born and unto us the son is giving
Ya no his name shall be call Emmanuel

Salvation has come to stay
Me i tell

is where the heart is heart is where the loves at 

Money won't fulfill me at least the way I want 
When it grew out grasp I survived by writing songs

functionally depressed
I don't even know anybody who's functionally de-stressed
Something inside me keeps saying
Man, you should give a shit less
But I won't cuz