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the room there's puddie clubs about to overflow
Holla at La Thunderoe tell him to put off some clothes
Get down to the club it's crunk as fuck I know he'll

dat gas through the ground till it's on E
Yea, Dey know me, know wat I'm bout and who I'm coming wit
All my Day1's still call me by my government
Bitch

rigged
The feeling you get when you see a shark’s fin as you swim
Is what it’s like when I grab mics
And like Mike, I win
I jeopardize jester’s lives, F

out the K
Shout out to all them people
Who done told me that I can’t
I can’t wait til' the day
I tell my momma that we straight
And then I go and buy

help and pray tell 
Since when it meant hell here

Since the first man felt fear and then
Nah we can't live here with them
Spears out how will get clear

But your luck is running up
Check the sun is coming up
I won't be dead by 21
I hope I live to 25
I'm just trying to stay alive
In my dreams, I never fly

play with my gang then ima send him up where God live
Im fighting 4 felonies right now im on the chart still
You lose yo feelings in them streets its

can’t shed it, I must live inside this cage
But they say I shouldn’t hate it, I should love the cards I’m dealt
But my body’s like a prison if it’s made

running through plays like a circuit
Come place your order I deliver the service
Working the block and I feel like a servant
I put in that work just to tell

That man 'bout his business
So when I told him 'bout vision
All the sudden
I was really really 'bout my business
Thats the same reason
Your circle can't

a fool
A thousand times I look around
I just can't find another you

You won't tell him
All that you feel
But deep inside you know
This is for real
Even

And she's beggin him "don't cheat on me"
But its to late as he just did her mate
But she's no better she just did the same

"I cant feel a fucking thing

I was eleven when I started working
Thirsting for money wanting to live like them other kids did
So I spent every single day working at the street

got nothing to worry 'bout after life
Bet I'll never trade for 25 to life
This is what I'm all about
I rep' my Lord my Saviour and I still live by

He don't fight, he alright
And he stay lit through the night okay
Man be going hard Until it's getting bright okay
I mess with him and I can tell he

that big body big body big body
He swear that he bout' it then live by it, die bout it
That bitch too bad that's why im tryna get inside
She cannot trap

a voice so imma speak with it
I got 10 thousand souls that needa be reached
This is my pulpit
I live by what I preach
Tell you how it is
Calling

you for yo ho you cant get your bitch back
Niggas live in houses and that shit cost a million
Do what I want I ain't never cut a deal man
I was born in

at Barneys
I like my shit authentic
I can't talk to them foofoos anyways
I know how to bust em automatic
Two to the head
And we never heard of him again
I

was on my other side
And a lot of people tell me I get my kindness from my mother's side
Others asking college shit, I'm sorry, I did not decide
Proud

getting mine
They tell me put my drink down
I don't need the drank so
I increase my mind power
Cause I need to thank
Thank the Lord for me up
On another day

Lie
Cheat
Kill
Steal

That's that shit
We did for real

Lie
Cheat
Kill
Steal

Man you can't tell
We live in hell

Lie
Cheat
Kill
Steal

It's like

Roger Dodger do
Drop us a line and tell it true
Are we just twiddling our
Thumbs down to crumbs
While we're waiting on you
Until we're Roger Dodger

at Paris
Seeing the skies grey with smoke from a thousand chimneys
And I think of that no-good, hateful stove of ours that lives
A gentleman's life