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wasn't doing right cause
Life wasn't going well
I'm gon tell a story
Ghostwritten by Sean Bell
Detective suppose to protect us
But now dectective shoot us

by landslide
Y'all really believe in these damn lies
From rappers who wanna be bad guys
Who walk in the dark with a flashlight
But claim that they

a platinum sound
Had the best clients, they just kept buyin'
‘round the clock
Makin' plays like I'm Dez Bryant
Who wanna test violence? I'll press iron
Leave

know the Iceberg Slim, dig it Daddy
Let the click grows
Exotic to my foes, how I pimp these hoes
Don't be surprised, you get Tysonized
The ultimate test

they capture the
The sin so seductive please Release me for all it worth

This is the very last time I wanna feel like this
Searching the bottom

you're
Picked up by the label
All you wanna do is sweep
Your mistakes under the carpet
Take them like a man and
Don't try to start shit
Grandma always told

soul
When 999 don't know how it all goes
I'm in that 1 percent fighting back control
Be plannin', fist up ready to roll
No, I won't fold, bend, and break

skirts and suits - this can't be good Drive-by judgments so misunderstood 
Be good-wish she could 

I'm relying on you 
Everything we'll get through 
I

Soldiers and woman cats
Scoundrels and beer mats
Mischief and crooks
You better read books
If you wanna be better than that
TV's and weirdoes
You

Cuz of my Knowledge
Block your maneuvers they try
When all your moves are Christopher Wallace

Dope as I wanna be
Second to none
Nobody's ahead of me

R soldier
SP the Ghost, We In Here!
I wanna know who want a problem
YEAH! What up?

Yeah, yeah, it's Cassidy the Hustla
Aka Mr reese, haha, scream

I'm a soldier not yet enlisted
Loyalty above all
Respect and no forgiveness
Ive been ready my plate empty
Got no dishes paper play
Yes sir ok

november like Wyclef john
but since you still makin money by mowin a lawn
wait till you go down on one knee
yo gurl is gonna want sum money
you feel me ??

like ice cube king of the city

Verse 1
Young nigga sitting pretty girls by the dozen 
She said she knows me, music to my ears

She's my queen omo fe jo

bars kinda tasty don't hate me
Tryna get bread am by the bakery
And am so original I made me
Customer supply this damn I paid me

Inhale and exhale

sent her

(Hahahaha, what, we're recording, well)
Must be blind cus I can't see why no one else likes Applebee's
Christmas morning Santa's snorting lines

can't compare the rhyme

Humankind don't stand for shit I wanna use my hands and fist to choke god and thank him for this manic tic,
I'm out of pocket

grams thru the bill

Mad cause ya hoe leave
Smashed by the whole team
And you wanna be with her still

Hoes Is Some Rappers And Some Rappers Is Some Hoes

there

You can do that

C’mon swing your hair 

Aw yeah

Shake your derriere

Welcome to another episode

Your skin’s kissed by heaven’s glow

V1
You be

minimum, counting every shilling of them
Tennant in a tenement, wealth sweet like cinnamon
Don't wanna be killing men, but the debt needs filling in
Rob with

they just kept buyin'
‘round the clock
Makin' plays like I'm Dez Bryant
Who wanna test violence, I'll press iron
Leave your chest fryin', the tube spit

4 pound
Baby won't you come over
Baby I wanna hold ya
Put your head on my shoulders
Yeah I love baby girl
She my whole world
Got me waiting by

Sippin' Bailey, smokin' sess when I first met you  
[Black-1]  
Steady flashin', I be askin'  
What's your name, what's your sign, who you with  
A perfect

homes carry on
And dont be stunting if your not a stunt rider, lier bout a bike but The hoes still look by ya

Now lets salute
Ra Rev em up Rev em up