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to leave by now it's still cold in Chicago
I thought that I'd be better now don't ask me how my night goes

Servin' reminders I'm not the one
I'm hurtin' my

and you're stuck
With me
Written by: Trevor Austin Johnson

I'm tyreek hill
Your man a mouse I can just tell just by the way he squeal
Jump up in the river stinging shit just fucking like eel
Got some funny

Chicago Spring
Alley hang was in full swing
When I met you
A friend of a friend
I knew inside, had to see you again
On some déjà vu
CTA rides

on dope, nigga, and I'm pure, thousand gram key
That's fo sho', that's for sure, killer O.D.
I got stripes by Big Johnson, OG
Take a 35 Christ fit and I

the one to put you in the wind
I was in the cut
On stuck
No cup
2 Hoes
1 Blunt in the back of the party
I was on go
No Photos bro
I was way too throwed

preferably no tags, yeah
Ms. Johnson just got her taxes, I know where she stashed it,uh

Pull into the residence, we turn off the lights, yeah
Hit the back

like Chicago
Shoes won't fit if you got no socks (SOX)
Like T-shirts we aim for the top
No JAY1 but I'll stack up my GWOP
Stuck in a chamber eliminate

Structurally I'm tough as a beast
Why would I even play if it wasn't for keeps
Now I'm stuck in this place the luck of disgrace
Digging trenches no

subtly every move gotta puzzle
Uh
La Vida Murda two had the peoples jaws stuck
Got DM'd by your news reporters heeding to my stuff
Tobin bell but I won't

Mural

Lupe Fiasco

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

A thousands parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies
Chocula counts by the counts of 5,

Baby you be calling when I'm balling
I'm assisting all my brothers call me Stockton
I be riding round these streets, call me Johnson
I be by my lonely,

storms but the sun always shine again
Aye word to Johnson's - No more tears cuz joy comes in the morning
(morning)
And I don't wanna be stuck in the past

a psychopathic
Leave you in the dust like "man that's so tragic"
Know I'm too clean, "Johnson Johnson" like I'm Magic
I'm just how I am, not my fault if you won't

Please excuse me on my manners, I don't mean to be rude
Being careful who I choose
Take a dub, I don't lose
Sticky situation yeah, stuck in glue
You don't

Blow it blow it 
FNI we da vibes and You know it know it 

All this ass n this cash ima throw it throw it. (x4)

Written by: Silver Johnson and Montana

stuck the doubters dumb
When the preacher kicked me out 
Threw a thumb up for a ride
$20 bill in my bible
Watchin' them cars just blow on by
I keep

Miranda

Phil Ochs

Farewells & Fantasies

1997

(Chorus)
The dice of death are calling
While the truck of time is falling
By the thumb stuck out on the highway of the years.
The tollgate

Ghetto Cartoon

Coolio

It Takes a Thief

1994

and everybody knew 
Him and Huckleberry Hound was spotted drinkin' brew 
In the alley out back, in the corner in the dark 
But they both got smoked by

You Ain't a Baller

Magic

Who U Wit?

1999

cause you got, juke juked
Somebody left you stuck in suspense
Broke your confidence, got you looking for the bench
While the world is watching you

Might've as well been an igloo

When approached by priors with priors 
I give em' a different name 
I'm different mane 
You can get stomped out in

jewels and they dancin'
Skippin' school, won't get caught by Mr. Manny
Jumped in the streets and I start taking chances
Ride with big Glocks and these

too stuck up in his pride
In his mind where he abide
This pressure where I thrive
So many niggas who won't pray but still gone question god
I'm standing

by, they be so pressed, that's why they aim for us
How we gonna deal if we ain't tryna build no trust in us
Sexin' you, touchin' you, feelin' on you