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me every time we fuck I make your bells ring you could never knock me try to focus your motive until the pictures clear riding by my house making sure

halloween watch out for your head, i'm gone cut it off cause that's what happens on this day, kids are trick-or-treating get the FUCK out of their way, no

what whaa)
I had to go get it, and stack
Running that past, no running back
Tell broskii he know what it is if he leave the crib 
He betta leave with

nigga that was forced to get my chips up
I switched up
I got my bricks got my flip up
I'm bold as fuck
Your bitch is tucked up in my benz truck
Big chuck

play that childish game, made a bet I wouldn't slip up, I ...
Got time, oh man, I got time. Why'd it take this long to realize? That I just need you by

of Brandy
Block a bitch like Marcus Camby
Not up in my house
I'm 6'4 the Z28 hard to climb out
I speak what i live don't give a fuck what they rhyme bout
I'm

I'm not an overnight
Shut the fuck up
Lets go


Reportin' live from the 3 1 0 
I'm here to expose your false hero
And tell the stories that were

Come on friends don't fight
You're old enough to know that shit aint right
Beat tight made the other night
Now how the fuck you got into my song just

This shit is ridiculous
What do I get from this?
Everyone yelling and
Feel like a redoran
Left me on read again
Catching my breath again Everyone

a prison, calendar after calendar, 10 the system. 
I ain’t depressed by it, I earned it so I wear that shit,
Compresses most of my problems, man is this where

"Hey theres kids outside
Please come by
I'm scared they’ll get my kids high"

When the cops pulled up I didn’t know why
I was high out of my mind
That's

the game and It's not changing
Feel like it's getting worse by the Fact that I'm aging
Yes I'm entitled, I'm entitled to Succeed
And get what I want with no

Life humbled the shit outta me I ain't gonna front 
Lost three homies in a month what the fuck 
Pray to God he got me when it's my turn 
But I'm

Look mama I graduated
Don’t give a fuck what you fantasize in
Look at my luck guess I just got first placement
And I just can’t face it
Got my second

I’m walking to work and it’s raining
The cold is out paid by the payments
Got blisters that popping
I push through the pain
And I never stop working
I

Yeah I go and spazz
I go and hop in that booth for the bag
She wanted two and so I go and tag
Me and my homie go run up her ass
I don’t know what I

Real big steps how I walk it out/ The man with the tats how Im talked about 

Never know my name just what Im bout/ Aint lost in the mix in a dirty route

can plant what i got within i cant waste the money that i now spend man she really got me bent,, but i see her from the view she aint really even moved

out stipple hear the voice, hear the voice (yea yea yea)

Verse 1:
Thoughts been chambered
Glitchin' stuck they ain't been switchin' up, man there ain't

Hundred. Free Cheap. Free Homie.Free smoke Free smoke. 

Free Smoke. Free TJ. Free beats by the DJ. Nothing free out of Eastbay. Running shoes on me each

with it, god what do i do with it,
Wanna see it again man that's why i’m pursuing it.
We can sleep when we die but were already dead from the moment we

telling him that I know
Wrist and neck is on a lightshow
Already dubbed him
What the fuck she getting hype for
Might just put it on him so quick
Fly me

and it took over my feelings 
Wasn’t easy but with each other we still dealing 
Shared each other pain and we shared each other struggle 
No matter what it

nigga there is the door
How can you reach the sky man if all you do stare at the floor
Ask god for things I don't get a response for
I'm still getting