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chances cos I've been crossing the lines but getting paid in advance And man it's damaging help. I've been lending helping hands but I can't stand by myself

songs
Be talkin' on the gram And I would kill a nigga

Well, just to have a real dad I go by MILO, I hit a nigga
In the back, the hoe a pimp Witness

on me
Hope my old lady's still prayin' for me
You got examples to be set, lil' mammy gon' stay a shorty
'Fore I let you fuck with that, I'll go out in

Devils

Lil' Boosie

Incarcerated

2010

and crazy
It's drama time {time}
I'm gettin' ten for a show {let's go}
Album ain't even dropped
When it's dropped I'm gettin' mo
Wish I can go down every

FASHION!
Sell my album and I'm still smashin', BLASTIN',
Who the fuck that is, is what they askin'?

[Chorus]

[Third Verse:]

I talk more shit than a LIL

Aristocrats. Politicking daily with diplomats
I had visions by 26, I could be living that
The years I've given to the system, I ain't getting back

Yeah, grown up thug shit
I fell in love with crime at a young age
I was into dark shit
So much pain, I didn't fear anything
Destined to be a king,

liquor in this cup boy like loose change
How can I be famous & socially awkward
Used to have them hoes running homie just like clockwork 
Uh ya hope my

for ya
Had to book this session just to ask it to ya
You could call me nike by the way that I'm checkin' on ya
Wanna ask if you gonna ride when

Nothing worse than going broke with nothing, buying weed up on a credit card
Took a loss, had to make it back, put my problems in my metaphors
Spit a lil

Yea
You want me down
I found a new sound and its loud
Im on a new ground and im proud
Im flexing who album when its out?
You flexing who money?

one day
You might be gone the next parade
Trampled by the cavalcade 
All the parties truly lame
When you're not there to celebrate
You'll freestyle

Might be seconds away from my finest hour
Holding myself accountable I know I need to
For reciprocity, last album first single
For future relationships I

New album the twenty fifth so you better mark your calendar
Shout out Drive By
Og's remember

low
Bulldog trained to shroud snow
Like, when the lips lock
I can't twist glocks
Never lift off
I just miss box
We never get thots
Destroyin' chicks, be

the blood that's on the hands of the damn illuminati
Told myself when I was young, doin' classes with my mommy
That magic 'bout be my newest hobby, who gon

mitt
Tear this out my humble, I'm too precious to be fuckin' with
Working through my ways and I get better by the day
Think it's time to raise

Spitacular
There's not a track I can't crack or tackle
I get up on the mic they be like holy mackerel
Where this bul come from
I never heard nobody rhyme like

a track I can't crack or tackle
I get up on the mic they be like holy mackerel
Where this bul come from
I never heard nobody rhyme like that before
You want

struggle when I started
But I moved on regardless
With my squad yeah we skating
She be waving I'm assuming 
Tats on her face like Lil Wayne 
Champagne on my

all in, don't talk lil nigga be about it
Phone jumping, I been lit since the summer
Ask DC, the double cup is full, keep it coming
Ask JP, it's hard

Why, I'm headed to no where? Yeah
My GPA ain't even in the 2s
Being lazy in class
Got me feeling imprisoned by the school
System i got canibis in my

the same now
Same values and morals but much more mature now
To be hanging with you fuck niggas
Never switch on who came up witcha
Lil bit of juice mixed

y'all be slipping
While I'm dripping
In my threads from the Gap
(Aye)
I'm just riding
Hey Lukey
Buddy boy
How are you?
Hey, your mom shared your new album