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1. I see we living in our last days 
2. People show no respect, for the dead, walk pass the grave
3. I'm ashame that I'm part of the crsis
4. Imagine

This one 4 you Mama

Verse 1  Topic: Heaven 
1. in my lungs,  I could feel you breathing 
2. from Heaven, Mama, protect your son like sheathing
3

slinger
Bangers going Pow pow


These are cowboy dreams 
Of a young child 3x

He never saw the dream 
Fog got’em shot down


V1 

Bang Bang with the gang

Trap grammy trap grammy

Uh-huh yeah

Say what you’re feeling like get some real advice by the nigga like
But it could end tonight let’s pull up

Camera Man 
Going nutty fo da Money like a
100 Grand 

REPEAT 3x

for your chick
Cos your girl is zapped, your sister’s clapped
Round of applause, clap, clap, clap

One, two, three, four, five
Once i caught a fish

Baby girl your so submissive 
Baby girl your so submissive 
Begging me to tie up ya hands
And make filthy plans when it comes
To the sutra im a 5th dan

One shiny star
On top of our tree
Two lovely presents
From mummy and daddy
Three festive cheers
Christmas is here
Four in our family
Gather around

you first
Then I body the verse
Lay more than Four in the dirt
Five fingers are blasting
I be roaring like Hydras
Times All Might by Six
That's

six, five, four, three, two, one Happy New Year
He kisses
It missed
Cuz she didn't want you no
That tinder date just wanted free food bro
The check
It

Okay, aye, yuh gang, gang, gang, gang
Aye, yuh, aye, yuh

Two bricks, three bricks for the promo
Five licks got hit for the cargo
Ten feet, not sweet

Hard Feelings Cuz
If U Don't Want It
I'm Fresh To Death, In My Ten-A-Key Gear
Winkin At Ur Bitch Tryn Get Her To Come Here
They Can't Do It How I Do It

hear a 100 shots if they try to jump me.

You seen the srt on the town and country.

50 cal hold 10 bro just let me buss 3.

Buss it once nah bro Ima use

"hills" by the Weeknd
Bust a nut, then get out the county
On the interstate flying in a audi
Shorty said she love me, but I highly doubt it
Blacked out in

This be wavy California 
Ninja game I sneak up on y’a 
Get swept up by my aroma 
Head to toe in Damir Doma 
Game so tight so tight it’s over  
Peace

Maybe now they’ll listen, no Martin Luther
Not created equal fuck the constitution
We hopped in the whip and niggas got to moving 
Hit the 10 freeway time

associates, afiliates

We have the lyrical enemy surrounded in all three fronts, we've obliterated the mediatic lies funded by childish circus of 

mainstream

that rock
She gon' always come back around I got that girl on lock
I pull shit by the three cause I know they always gon' flock
Man all the hoes is free

about my path, and about my bed : and spiest out all my ways
3 For lo, there is not a word in my tongue : but thou, O Lord, knowest it altogether
4 Thou

they got
Cemented like 3's
Whenever I drop
What we talkin' pure money 4's
I get a lot
Fresh prince my 5's
Money all in the box
I'm still a hood baby
Gave

you you'll be fine
I'll always be with you
But not just in 3x5s
Memories last longer than that
And you were my lifetime
Oh, and I
Wanna stay right

on his lips from allat pillow talkin
She post on snap wit pantyhose and be the one who stalking

Broke up wit percs, Im spinnin back to my X, Im talkin

I was 10 by the time I wanted to be 6 7 8 or 9 again
And if there is one thing I could tell myself back then
It's what I've been telling myself every

3's and 4's and 5's count your way till ten 
I'm afraid of numbers, coz' they don't mean what they intend 

Every planet is an island 
The Milky Way is