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makin' money
Let my money make some money They just keep on comin
I'ma let these bitches go, I ain't gon' keep nothin
I can start some shit by the press

arse
Cus I can't be a bum
Remember back in the day
I do this shit for fun
Are you dumb

I do not do it
For clout, for fame
I'm doing it all
For the sound

the gang unless I got the sticc on me
Told lil mama ride this dicc this ain’t no tricc pony
Ion fucc in missionary cause the top can get lonely
Ain’t never

pow, what BP?
hundred k bass in a row uneasy
Still be getting that doe get busy
Homie got a lesson with money that's cheeky
I can never lose hope I got G

got new life now no longer walking dead - yea
'Stead I'm led by the Spirit and I stay steady
I still fall but I get up so I stay ready
Cause when He

the shit you can't finish
War on these niggas I'm feeling like Nixon
Bad boy nigga ima fight like a Piston
Fry up the beat and I cook in the kitchen
And that

another get rich plan

A bill or two, some shampoo and a note from Ed McMann

Although you'll always be the one in which I will confide

Sometimes you

than Willie (Willie)
Can't forget 23, Quan, and 4 in the backseat
Ayy, Ace only one survived
See, that nigga blessed, if you ask me
(If you ask me)
Uh,

the death,
That pride be the fein that you need got you struggling for breath
See pride make a nigga leave home at 17 fits the scope
He got smoked taken by

In the World

Akinyele

Put It in Your Mouth

1996

day by day, strivin to live like the Romans
Instead of shoppin at Lomans I want to roam the globe wearin robes
Fuck, designer clothes and them minor

Ay ay ay
Ay let's get another round
Lately I been celebrating, hard to put the bottle down
Roll a J, pass around
Roll some blunts, we got loud
Used

Caesar and Tchaikovsky
 
Unwritten gay romantic history
Can’t stop what you’re pretending not to see
 
Cary Grant and Walter Whitman
Florence Nightingale

I've been surrounded by silence,
I've been living in these islands.
Its in the air that I see,
J'aime une fille, Jaime une fille.

I think its called

a light on me, something that i seek)
Stop in my hometown
(let me get a little distance, please run)

Summer's gone
Now im lost

Tell me how much time you

in the water
They can't stop me
I'm like day and night
The squad show me love when i drive by
They loving all the move we're making
Cos we stand firm

turn up!

People don't get it
Really thinking they can influence me
All of that critic
Don't bother me, naw it just fuels me
Yeah, so keep doing what you

Straight off the block
It’s all facts nigga started from the mad
You can tell by the cracks
A dope boy who never did the drugs
That’s the ladder for the rugs

Dede and me on a late night tryna creep and we ain’t never get no sleep we was tryna find something to eat hit a lick and we split it by the three stay

jean
Bad bitch from philippines
Get the money by any means money tall like Yao-Ming
Shooters pull up in one ring
I'm in Dallas with the whole team
They

been downed
Take my clothes off
And unshoe to straight ground
Can't keep runnin' away like a
Dog to the pound he's almond by the mound
Ain't nothin' but

screaming
To the celing celing celing
Tjue bokstaver i alfabetet fuck eg glømte
U R A Q T
Da e 25
Baby ikkje glem you can get that D A S A P
Æ Ø Å
Eg komme

J A M S 
Smoothest out the midwest 

Jet suite out of Burbank  
Took a quick flight
Gentleman of leisure 
I like to get my mind right
Motivated by

at my plans, then realise the degrade in the man and say I wouldn’t shake his hand, germ ridden shithead, crossing over lands, maybe cause you’re misled

for my city like it's Gotham though
Reaping what you sow life is not a joke no
I've been reaching for the souls like I'm J. Lorenzo

Hospitals killing