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Everybody looking at me crazy
What could I do
Paranoia won't haunt
If I move
I wasn't sure, cause life got stressful
Until I saw Kendrick's SNL special
I

And a first aid kit
Ladies love my drip
Mix some real madrid
With my skinny jeans
And by any means
I block out my fiends
And follow up my dreams
Waiting for

  3 IN THE MORNING
                                                   
Written by: Kelly Ann Carvin (BMI), 
Troy Thomas Walls (BMI)
Publishing:

is play fckin games
Boss up ain't no time for these lames
Run ya money up baby use ya brain
Get it by any means don't be ashamed 
You hoes got life

don't chase these hoes cause they gon tell 
You one thing than another
Baby quit hiding under covers 
And be my lover fakes always gets exposed by reality

not check her (woo woo)
Check or cash it don't matter just get income
Just got sucked up by a thot and showered the bitch in cum
Stop cuming in bitches

cuz a bitch, hard to give up once I try
Light my blunt & close my eyes, analyze then visualize
Start to formulate my shit, I never get caught by

own
No lie
No lie

Baby you know that I'm bad yeah
You must be tripping if you don't think I'm the man yeah
Hope you understand that
I'm not trynna mix

got is just a throw away
This is for the ones who put in work and never broadcast

Baby Ru keep 2 he down shoot he let off all that
When he cock it back

Breed her if she take me back
See me where you see me at
Ay, why you walk by like you ain't never see me yet
Why you do things yeah why you get me heated

Free baby K got a K 
For the case ima catch if you act like 
You dumb enough 
Im at your door with the pack 
Like I'm dominos 
Calling you once

don’t even gotta reload
Hit up my vato he be servin by the kilo
Drugs got me gone off a trip
I need my a lyft
I’m high then a bitch
Yeah I just move in

were moving baby pace
And now they see the split
Its big because you made a way
They made excuses for real
Cos all they do is just chill
And im too busy

let go this time
A golden oak cabin outside of society
A little baby running 'round a mix of u and me
Life can be killing but also forgiving
A future

We had light
Harry crum
Kevin Chiles and fritz
Can't forget baby Maine
AZ 
Von Zip
Back by popular demand
Harlem all in the mix
The best out 
Same gang

my, oh my, oh my
You break a few necks every time ya stroll by
I'm feeling real lucky like I struck a gold mine
Cuz damn it you done told me that you

Hmm-ahh, ah-ahh
Ah
(Cook that thing)
Can't seem to take my eyes off you
Especially your Python move
The way you hold that thing
Me wan hold that

Was the money and the power and a cool girl
That'll rock by my side til the end of time
Keep me humble check me if i'm ever out of line
Im a mothafuckin

they panties match their bra 

That's true colors 


Move along baby

There ain’t nothing to see

They say it’s a part of life 

I’m like c'est la vie

the riots be, Quiet please, let the choir sing, Shots fired, after that tires screech, Pigeons fly, body drop, baby momma screams, It's genocide I'm givin you

how you move
Loving how you groove
Something tells me that this pain you alone can soothe
Now I reminisce, incense burning, the high grade twist
Reggae,

by Corona, soft like a baby, gotta be 5% or more I get my Hienys daily.
It's madd, big ups to the movement 
No drinking and driving yo lets make

YEAH

BACK IN THAT ZONE BABY

YEAH

LET IT GO YOUNG BROTHER

JUST LET IT GO

PUT IT ON A SCALE

WHAT YOU WANT VS. WHAT YOU KNOW

LET IT GO YOUNG

Yeah baby I’m toxic 
Ain’t no better way to describe it 
I can start by killin with kindness 
Then killin ya softly 
Keep ya distance I would