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Im Fly

Trae Tha Truth

Street King

explained by the anger
And I'm holding on a glock, that's keeping one up in the chamber
I'ma strut it like a gangsta, so my niggas get they bang on
Hopping

don't sound the same
Ain't bout no money get out of my face
All of the time i do my own thing
Niggas is trash they should be ashamed
The music the way I

of weight, no, I don't need a hand
Fuck a gym, the new hammers in, got us feeling wham
Niggas speakin' my name 'cause they're seekin' the fame
But they

Talk to me I'm trying, baby girl stop crying, I need you right here by my side
Look at me in my eyes, and please don't you lie, why we do this all

and my trunk up in the front
Got that 40 by my side it keep me from getting touched

This bitch just want dick but I can not be her bae
If her nigga got

this my life stay away from the drama man I can't be hypnotised
See the beauty in your eyes living a fulfilling life I don't even need that prize I stop

focused be like that tortoise in that race and take it slow
So
I'ma do this by myself, I don't need nobody else
Or nobody's help, I'm on my own here we go

these hoes by the thousands
Stacking money by the thousands
Imma stack my money by the thousands
In the booty club we wildin'
Throwin' all these ones by

Lord, let Your will be done on Earth
As it is in Heaven
Help us to love and see each other
The way You love and see us
Come on

My heart has

Like you’re livin’ in a scary movie
Don’t look behind the curtain and don’t split up
If the power goes out, you’re out of luck
Everything’s quiet,

got it all together but no you don't
I'm not perfect in any way
I deal wit my struggles from day to day yea
Can't let myself get away from the lord I

I must start by saying
Nobody knows me
I don't need to apologize
For all of your reasons
So many faces pass me by
But they're blank
Filled with no

hit by a tidal wave
To much emotion in my sound starting to feel like Rod Wave
But I don't know man
Shit ain't been the same
Stuck up in my hurtful ways

me
Right now, I know
And well you miss me right now, I know
You can see it in my face that I don't really care right now
Well I don't
We're getting way

Yuh, Break yo face, break out my cell
Mango's in the building ima take yo ass to hell
Smell like the well, get saved by the bell
I be fuckin' twisted

get nothing let me get back in it, bitch
I just go ahead first
You be on that timid shit
Get head first, then I be on my Jimmy shit
Shitting on bitches

don't start tryna play Not tryna link swords, big 48 Niggas be cap, they holdin' they weight
And we not 41, no, we 41K Like, bullets is hot to the face

Glock in the party and we carry switches that bitch go retarded
I walk in the party don't care bout who watching, these niggas be bitches they ain't

Cali Sunshine

Bilal

LAX [Clean]

2008

in the summer time

I'm in my drop top Phantom, down Wilshire boulevard,
We can't find Biggies' killers so we gave Diddy a star,
And I'm by far,

Like that
The signs are right there
In front of my eyes
I just didn't realize didn't want it to be true
But by the way that you move
I can't keep it cool

on telling me in my face
RJ, you got potential
But I been feeling my heart cold

My shit stone no crystal
You double back, I'm still attached
I don't know if I

patience, and, girl, I don't blame you
The Earth's in rotation, you're waitin' for me
Look at my face, when I fuck on your waist
'Cause we only have one

Cool breeze 
Blowing by my face 
Under the stars 
I wanna stay longer please 
Just don't go
I like to take it slow

Moonlight 
Looking so gorgeous

blood on my wrist
Walking straight through hell, I see all of the faces that I miss
Lord forgive me as I sin, my life could never be replaced
I'm feeling