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rage. Mr. N-O-V-E-D it's
One eight seven on my name

Plan to Heaven is the game
Fuck the money and the fame
Lost angel in my ways
So I'm stranded in

Man that boy can't fight he don't want no smoke
C'mon bruh
No smoke
Damn
K-M-Y
S-N-I
C-K
F-O
L-E-Y
Call me the Count of Monte Cristo. Fade me? That's

no qackin
n dat water it stuck
Bitch i got it out da mud
wasnt askin fa nothin
Nah I gotta get phone
Cuh dey askin fa money
64/7 I gotta eat dat y
I'm

of
My gas tank need filling but
I ain't got enough 1s
I'm rolling on
E
Smoking on
Trees
That I paid for with cash that's supposed to last the whole
Week

That's hard to forget when misery sharing company
Take a sip of vodka Realise I need Hennessey
Second true love broke my heart when she called it quit

for the weak and that's why I never Zzz
So one-two-three see I'm counting to the fortnight
Five more seconds and I'm taking out your six lights
Seven

My first love used to live on Cherry Street
She used to hit me every year, happy birthday E
But I ain't hear from her since she had her mini me
Used

second record at the studio
Your dead end job don't pay enough dough
This the only method to hustle thatchu know
To avoid seven penalties in

Bale and Zizu is my coach on the pitch I ain't playing nigga
Let it breathe for a second (Yeah)
I'm watchu get when you collect all the seven Dragons

steady on your feet
I demand silence when I speak
You just a flavor of the weak
Not the one for seven days
Replace the e with a
You gonna need 6 ninjahs

and uncle too violence lahh
E died in maa face still til this day I
Could see his face when I close my
Eyes look too the sky I be wanting
Cry noo lie I then

Turnin' my phone off, you gotta find me by a blood hound
And I don't smoke nor drink when I'm workin' on these beats
I gotta lock in 100 percent, charge it

picked up at Ross
Gingivitis drip I ain't tryna floss
Just give me the plaques
And a tour bus made by maybach
Homie said I need energy
But I'm laid back
In

don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm

One on One

Christi Warner

I Found My Rhythm

2008

You said ? let me remind you ? I?m your ?E V E?
The girl of your dreams
Cause I?m ?Absolutely fabulous??
Like ?the Young and the Restless
But now you

good
Old fashioned grill whippin' let me ask you
Bein' coached, how does it feel?
You're stuck in that triangle
Second best on the Bull-shit
For real

seconds
Speak to Styz and savagely
Smack up studio sessions
Suave swingers spitting sickest
Similes in seven

T topped the talent and tenacious
Tendencies