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was
August 11 1973
You just happened to be born
Out on those Bronx streets
Started off by scratching beats
But you evolved
Into something So deep

echo, ghost echo
Every letter talks about you and nothing else
Four sheets written to the wind with a heart on a shelf

Two rows of buildings bracing each

Uh, yeah,
Ride foreigns, but we slide in them Chevys
Big balls, niggas, so my condom's made by Hefty
Suck dick on some strange shit because she

on your hand
Or the virus, with some spam, is it Melinda or a man
You know that's something strange to think about
But they'd rather scream and shout, hate

He fell lower than before, counting ceiling stars in groups of four
The effort in denial, the have-done race reflects the trial
But now I'm back

that gear around my waist
ODM peers by the way
Don't tell me shit I heard already
Boy cried wolf, your words ain't heavy
Feel light headed, step back

the cash, need the money
Shit is getting wavy, I only live by four words
Fuck you, pay me

I'm a UGK ain't nobody going down now
I'm a UGK ain't nobody going

Something romantic but
Requiring restraint
Rise and fall, precise
Execution as we moved
Into the next step without
Stopping, two chests heaving
Above

wicked, but it feels so cool
Dance and move, loving the music
Beat boys
Fairy-tastic
If you find something that isn't yours
the fairy thing to do is find

hi-chu
If you get da actin we gon shoot us a movie
Skrt skrt skrt we can go to Tulum
You can bring the friend for the one plus two
Three something I be

colder
I tell you that's it's over.
You tell me leave 3 times but I'm a four leaf clover, out you go, I'm Cleveland Grover

Attack in different directions

I think it was the 4th of July, I remember looking in each other's eyes
Watching as the spark was fading, beneath the water saying
Ironically we let

to a party
It was crashed
So then ya know I had to Uber back
Couple shawties
Like four
Asked me to hop in their door
I said no
I said no
So now where am I

So moving like you Jagger, these other niggas whacker
You chatter, say your wrist is thick, I bet your money flatter
They blinded by my swagger,

team
Dope like the codeine
Think you hot and so mean
Put you out by no mean
Yeah, we smooth and so clean
You the alternative, bromine
We the original

Four or twenty hours, it's either or
I never call, so you don't have to pick up the phone
This ghost town built on ruins, it has burned down nine

to tradition, like forces and shell toes
Like Texans on four vows, hatchbacks on elbows
I'll be headed to the pros, or I'm eatin' by the crows
Like a powder for

I want it(I want it)
I think you got it(I think you got it)
Four shots tequila so this might sound crazy
Hope it ain't to early, I been thinking bout

dog
I'm into bad reality TV
Mostly vegetarian, mostly T4T
Libra Sun and Leo Moon
My mom isn't sure what time I was born
It was the late afternoon
Does

let her control me like a roku
And she not local
I can place a bet, got some money, keep a Check
I have no regrets
I'm something like a stretch four
My

ignore the sequence 
I live my life by the four agreements 
Keeping it raw but yet it's more than decent
I cop a lot of features
Gee Bag yep he's a proper

up now he smoking dope
Boy you cannot run from me, got vision like a telescope
'Cause when I slide through, I throwing up my fours
Keep on doing all

She want me now I gotta dip

Miami for a weekend trip

Colossal kings type ish

By myself I need me a blick

They ain't finna catch me slip

New glock

to feel frazzled, just sit there and be dazzled by the rhymes comin
Out my mouth right now, ya
Gonna bring it down, yeah, that's what you did, you wrote