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got courteous
Recognize these blessings
Never got complacent
Never let a judge bang the gavel on me
I done made this far no case on me
Never got

SHO I BANG MINE!!
-30 on the glock
•thats hang time
-tryna make a knot
•no time to hang
-i been running round w these have not
•take a bad thot & make

scared to put dat Mack down
Takin shots of brown, ooou  i know you fina act now
Here from outa town , I’ll be leavin by the weekend
Let me know wuts up

ain't got the heart
Wanna bang from the coupe but
You ain't got a car
When I track in the booth
Man i'm making the arts
Just sit back and feud as I break

The summer nights can even turn cold
In the streets of Philly where niggas
Don't even get to turn old
My heart pumping till it turn gold
You niggas

Some feel I'm locked up
My heart don't fuck with strangers

So i don't twitter much raise my feet up
One day all we got to do
Is get out rap life up

a skittle
Boy needa shape up, blade gon' chisel
He in his heart majorette make em dance on a drum pattern
Big smoke finna poke, make ya lungs cavern
Egg his

she was with me by the bar bro 
Then you got your little heart broke 
Gotta understand these bitches getting smart bro 
They either want attention

pain
Use your brain
Or loose your brain
Don't loose me man
Been a little Monster with a big heart
The streets done gave it a kick start
No matter how

Verse: Meek Mill
The summer nights can even turn cold
In the streets of Philly where niggas don't even get to turn old
My heart pumping till it turn

sorry girl, that I had to break your heart
But mama told me fuck these bitches boy you going far
Sipping dirty, sipping wock
Straight out the cup
Bad

all was there when they new that I was mad up 

And big up all my brothers in the system riding bang up
A proper bunch of nutters but I swear there

Brimmed it with lion fur sowed in the tag bastard
Stitch with such potential worn with such passion
Outcast-ed 'cause I was a big boi
I bounce back now they

"Big Pimpin" like Jay-Z
Nah
Called me to be my baby
But
I don't deal with shit I'm lazy
Now
On the up and up I prowl
Okay
Simba be hunting a mouse
My

bottles
When I spit, you freeze like terracotta models
Not a fan of you lot, be rapping facts till I drop, I'm boutta be popping off like rockets
Big up

Winsome with two different colored eyes
My mistakes have made you wise
to the heart that's slumberin'

Imprisoned by the chains that drag us down

a reason like TDE
Calboy niggas envy me
Finna blow up niggas know us
Cause we show out when we show up
At these niggas chest like a B cup
Big dawgs you some

like to walk
Got too much drive I don't like to park
Shit on niggaz I don't like to fart
You wanna kill me but ain't got the heart
Niggaz sugar acting

the heart of a Lion I never back down
The real king of the jungle just waiting on my crown
Don't say my name in no songs we Layin Niggas down
I heard you use

the look
Mean with the mugging, still smart with the books
Cute with the smile, with a heart full of love
And a dagger for shanking big sharks up in the dark

brutally murdered by a bloody gold glock
Viciously I pistol whipped you to death for my brother Tupac
Who should be walking the face of the earth screaming

this
Somebody better tell em that he dealing with piranhas
I want his bitch
Cause I never been the same since I got played by Yolanda
I told this bitch

about they Benz
Couldn’t be me when I finish it’s gone be with bang
That some shit I probably shouldn’t try to glorify
If you looked into my mind at night

couldn't imagine (Nah!)
You got jammed for all that flexing and flashing 
Big boss know that I run shit 
Got foreign shawty from Thailand Phuket (Woo!)
Gotta