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nikoho, je
To bez zmien, nešírim jak ty
Tu nenávisť, ty kretén, a bacha na
Ten krvný tlak, nech ťa nejebne, idem
Si album, idem si Comebackgang
Idem si

Lakers up by 10 and I need
Some more ice in my shit literally

And I know a lot of dimes, they a handful
That's why players on the
Sidelines can't

hurt
Got kicked out my house
Dumped by my girl, but the grind don't stop
Bitch it never will working for no pay
Working everyday living in a basement
Got

sir
If I keep getting over-looked by selection
(Hello?)
I need a beat from Statik Selektah (I do)
Yes, I just switched up the flow
But I didn't mess up

album
Love make it go platinum
Look at that passion, love
Buzz in the status Young T
Balling like magic, love
Now they wanna come get chose
All these

unlikely
Here tryna get these checks, uh Nike
I be outside, i be outside
In the whip, wine down got the stick right by me
Strapped with the plastic
Go back

on your block for three summers and four winters
Chinchilla cold with the soul of a young old nigga
I never been hoed by any thot or gold digger 
The 44

all that fair, end of day
I would scrap this whole ass album all to spend just a day
In the singular place I feel comfortable that's with you cause you

jeopardize, revolver gon' never lie
Feelin high when I'm sober, realize I'm gettin older
By the seconds on the watch, bout three blunts in
Got wiser to these

you rap, I'm a lifeguard
We gon stop this war, we gon pull up to his door
Now we're gonna mess around and make an album cause were bored

Chanel

knocks of 78
I'm not impressed by degrees
Hook ups store bought accolades
Or if you're holding weight

What impresses me is community
Great love, talent

make profit
Off of shitty flows, jacked lines, get behind
You fuckers gone pay, I promise
Your music is making me nauseous
Got another album inside of my

some diamonds on my arm
I knew the plan up all along
A n**** rob me i'd be darned
Get the work up from the farm
Made 10 bands by dawn
In my hood Ima don

yeah yeah yeah
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For det er Rolex tid river hele by'n
Jeg er på en

l'album de ma vie
J'suis rentré dans ta tèss, y avait pas tant d’cadors
Les pules-cra vendent la mort, j'm'en fous d'tes ventes balourd
Drive by Aventador

years strong I've been rocking the stage
Had a show planned for the anniversary date
But the world as we know is all under a plague
This album is lemonade

It's just Me, Myself and I upon this lonely road
But bruddah I'm still getting by
I'm tryna make it home
I don't know why they're moving sly
When I

Play "bulletproof baby"
On apple music
Lyrics for bulletproof baby by silvana imam
I know you ain't gonna back down on us now that we need you
I want

can take the blame
Ima grab him by the horns and spit up in his face
Tell him I'm creating magic like I'm David Blaine
Like I am number one and you

Stay Safe or Stay Dangerous
Ready to die like a Biggie Smalls album
Wasn't raised from the bottom
I was raised by the bottom
Started from the bottom

Rap's behemoth
Check the tracks the whole album steaming
Passion gleaming, pass the seasoning
They wanted a plate so I had to feed em
Now I have em

heaven on a beat, I'm a legend in these streets
Corn Coast jumpsuit, you can bet it's made by me
So you know it's plain to see that we moving like the sea

If I drop an album and no hears does it still make a sound
Is it like a tree in the forest when it falls and no one's around
If I play a show and no

house parties with the tape deck
I would do my dance and earn a bunch of respect
Protected by my Uncles when I came across them rejects
On the porch