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you wasn't for me
You didn't like me, you liked by Bentley
All them stories were shady
But baby, don't worry 'cause
Everything good must come to a stop

(her v) 
dont do drive by with crv
cuz im with my shit we gon shoot ya shit (lezgo)
know yall groupie spit bout me (who)
man got no guts she gotta

nobody ever hear a shot
You say you was posted?
Swung by in five nobody on the block
Ya bitch in my cell she say my song is hot
Ion trust no hoe imma let

to holla
Try if you wanna, never will I have a collar
I take the lead don’t bother

Find me in a room full of thinkers
Social smoking anti socially drinking

It's way too late lil' ho cause I got to go I'm makin' flows on the phone
If you want me you gotta be bold, going for gold, yes, I do the most
Ouu ahhh

fed up I don't trust you kids
Don't give a fuck about two cents
Nah, nah

Tryna get my bread up
Two blunts to the dome got my head up
Ch-chillin' in

shawty hop up in da whip
She say I roll like 50 Cent and I ain't got a power trip
I'm still wildin' out in my fitted cap
You can find me where da millions

get it poppin
They wanna know bout my gang so they tryna stalk em
I know the fake by the way that they be talkin
Get out my face if you aint finna go

I know you watching, you can't be like me 'lil nigga give up
We be posted in the west
Out with them sticks you should've guessed
I smoke by the ounce

can't take it by myself.
I'm in love with you baby, and I don't need nobody else.

Come on home to me mama, come on home to me now.
Bring it on home to me

Jackson, Grants, Benjimens
I can't sleep at night
Cause
When I close my eyes
All I see is dead faces
I'm haunted
By the root the of evil
You expect me

give me insatiable lust
I guess that you could say that i'm a bit capri-sus
And by the time that song is that I meme is probably dead
But it was funny

crew
It's the Don ask about me who the fuck is you
Turn ya life right into a edit that shit a interlude
This shit BV televised
This shit breaking news

I ain't tryna do the most I'm tryna be the best
Game so good you'll think I paid the ref
This ain't Nike you can't check I play checkers and chess

bent
Tryna get myself around to the places I never been
Did this shit all by myself, don't you ask me about a percent
Hittin' switches, countin'

The Spiteful Chant

ScHoolboy Q

Section.80

2011

don't owe you shit, bitch, leave me alone
I'm going big, suck my dick
I'm going big, suck my dick
I'm going big, suck my dick
I'm going big, suck my

O.G. to Me

Scarface

The Last of a Dying Breed [Clean]

2000

face, when you see me get the fuck on
Dope fiend ass nigga, tryna to get a free check
Talkin' that shit, but you's a motherfuckin' bitch
So when you see

We'd drink in the dressing room 
Then go downtown 
Watch the girls dance for half a dollar 
Beer was 5 cents so we'd stay for hours 
I Still drink, but

C'è un silenzio
In me assoluto
E inopportuno
Fumo 40 Philip

Do tono al respiro
Vi smonto uno a uno
Svuoto l'asma
Alle sue coscie non resisto

Silent

Make him clean my room at six pm
Till he figures out what I'm up to

And it's me he'll resent
So I finally relent
But I owe him every cent
Since he won't

30g dans l'sac,
J'ai le contact, le lieu et l'heure, l'affaire est dans l'sac

Dans 5 ans j'ferai plus d'argent que toi en cent ans,
cu stud la diff

Pindakaas
Pindakaas
Pindakaas

'K Heb van de week ontslag gekregen
En dat komt een beetje ongelegen
'K Heb geen cent meer en ik sterf van de

Strap my dog with the Wessun
Send 'em where you restin'
Grimiest of All! Is that still a question?
Line five rappers up
I run through the first four
By

like a tendon
I stopped looking for folks attention
A couple cents in granted me a better focal intuition
You keep grinding you'll see the rust never