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I'm Thinking About Horses

Mansionz

Mansionz

2017

"objectifying," and "asshole-ish" (Dennis Rodman)
I made that up just for myself

"Hey, Nicole"
"Oh, hey, what's up Mike? I'm about to get in bed, you?"
"Well,

Ah baik, roll that gas up, nigga
Nuki ah

Walk out the mall with a bag
I've been spendin' a lot
Got them birds in the mail
I've been sendin' a lot
We

I've been staying to myself
Ba-by drama bring you hell
Less it's merch ain't much for sell
All my morals break the scale
Rest in peace or rest in

pike
Through these rhymes I write
My height of my life
Me and my snipe r
Bolt action bursts
308 like that rhyme hurts
I made it myself to forging chain

Did the shit all myself
I ain’t ask for nobody no
Percocet eatin’ yo body slow
Be careful might overdose baby
I’m in the street you don’t ride that road

It must be done honestly
So
I just been cooling by my lone
Everyday mood leave me lone
Business if we on the phone
Greatest spitta to be known
One

from they wear a Glock for a belt
Where I'm from it get HOT
Only the strong won't melt
They don't know how stro felt
Had to hustle all by myself
Now it

him
I don't even know myself

Got a bad bitch sending me mail
Got a Angel flying me a kite

We live like the cartel
Shoes courtesy of off white

Fuck

help
I did it by myself
Jugg got the block hot
Might fuck around and melt

Brought a mil to the table
So we all can eat
Somebody had to run it up
Might

I been feeling like an enemy
When I'm just by myself
I keep on making all this sad music
It's my cry for help
I keep putting all this ice on
Waiting

attract a bitch
Stacking chips for the bigger bread quest
Gotta list I can check
Need a house with a chef cuban link bracelet weed by the bed
Wake up

(The Circle) huh?
Naw, for real some days, I just
Wake up, wanna get a nigga smoked for real
For real but I left that shit up to God
You hear me?

a trail
Hard pill to swallow you going through hell I know they always expect me to fail I do good on my own, I do bad by myself
Never going back broke

Out the Trunk

Fashawn

The Ecology

2015

with you right now
(?) looking at me like a mail ticket
Mass Appeal keep the wheels spinnin'
Deal with it, Fashawn, complements of the don
Louis Vuitton,

fake-ass, actin'-ass
Rappin'-ass nigga
I'm a dopeman, trappin'-ass nigga

And clear that tab all by myself
Don't need no help with shit
(Don't need no help

stumble and fall
I write letters that I won't dare to mail
If I do, if I do, aha

If I look tired from sleepless nights
I spend the days by the phone
You

Cutthoat Soup

Mac Dre

The Game Is Thick, Vol. 2 [Bonus DVD]

2004

Uh
I'm always late, always on my way
Ain't enough hours in the day to be Dre
Cause in the bay, things move fast
Stop to catch a breath, you might

Felt Just Like Vacation

Bomb the Music Industry!

Vacation

2011

December destroyed me
January crushed me
By February, I was not myself
March rolled in like beatings and rolled out like a bear hug
In April I stared out

remains unbroken
All you hear is a tinkle of mail

As the golden sunbeams reach my eyes
I stand up and raise my pint up high

One more for our

it up)
let's split the bill
we could have it all

the letter we've yet to mail
for the hands in the garden
oh, the river by your house
and the past

let you drive by me
'Member days I was gettin on trolleys
Now I'm tryna pull up in big bodies
Everday I be makin these bangas
You already know that they

Look like that you get shivers 
Idk I think quicker 
How to go 
If they ain’t with ya 
Pay the fare by myself 
I don’t owe n I ain’t split ya 
Better

OCEANS

THE I SEIZED THE MOMENT LOOKIN' FOR YOU
WITH THAT FIRST E-MAIL DEAR BABE I WAS VERY PURE
WILLING TO KNOW A NEW WORLD I FOUND MYSELF IN
WHEN

Runaway

Natural Vibrations

All Natural

1998

I'm sick of all the days gone by
When I didn't have you to myself
I'm tired of e-mail conversations
It could be someone else
You say you need me