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ain't tryna call you
Got too much money to argue
I cut her off to get my mind right
I cut her off to get my grind right

I had to jump off the edge
I

you're chewing on life's gristle,
Don't grumble, give a whistle!
And this'll help things turn out for the best...
And...

(the music fades into the song)

the back of her Toyota Corolla
I'ma tell it to you straight so Fuck what they told ya
I ain't tripping bout a thing I Keep my composure


Shawty trynna get

a hundred thousand by the evening
Cause niggas be talking but really they really got nothing to say
I promise you niggas, I'm chasing this money like ándale

don't know you
She ate the whole thing like she don't get food
And I'm with Mäk, Natey, Baby Blu
You said you got drip
Then I got a whole pool
Skrt

Things can be different
I just need a sign
Come take my hand
Be right by my side
Let's go take a ride
Cruising to Odie's all night
If you in the dark, baby

what you need to thrive in life because you ask for it.
Being yourself is the only thing required to live the life of your dreams.
You enjoy making money

at me for?
Mad that I'm reaping my rewards
Hate that I blew up no c4
Cut throat so you know what the sheath for
I'm switching positions I reformed
Keep

empowered by your words, they make me feel so good
Cocaine soaring
Money blue like Corbin
33 Gelato, bitch im smoking on a sorbet
I write it then record it
My

everyone weakened
Oh by the same demon
Who do the same thang
Nobody seeing my pain
Nobody seeing my pain
Nobody seeing my pain
Nobody seeing my pain
Do you

Sike, no one gets a damn thing when they're gone
Then you stitch up the bodies with blood on your collar
I'll make you scream, make it soundless and-
You

Bats

The Uncluded

Hokey Fright

you need
But 6 is enough to receive a little peace
'Cause every little bit counts
Sometimes in death and disorder
You look for shooting stars
In

Take you out an orbit that you used tuh
Jumping like I'm Corbin, on a scuba
Wouldn't sell my soul for all the mula
I'm raw to the point of delirium

with some sticks
Cause I'm too fly
We get to blowing this bitch
Like a tuba
You smell the kush in the air
When we zoom by
Sipping on a purple flurp
But

the order
When you walking heavy you gotta keep it cordial
Niggas dying I keep it, I ain't even for it
Bro got a 9 so I stole him some corbins
Shopping for

bitch, 216
That's for Cleveland, when you get taken, you gon' hire Neil Leisam
Me, I gon' hop up in the Nissan
Kill tech in my Missam
Look a little harder

fumble
These boys don’t want smoke don't want rumble
And her kitty bout sweet as a mamba
Baby got an ass and persona
X these hoes out for you no wakanda
He

others! Watch it scatter!
Don't shoot for the moon.. Shoot for Saturn!
Don't be discouraged by chitter chatter
Don't worry about girls, cause you could have

Damn ,Damn
Damn
Damn ,Damn
Had to break a bitch down, now she up & in love
And if I'm tryna be honest, all you was, was a nut
Ain't got no time for

Yeah
Psalm Forty-Two and Forty-Three
Jon Corbin got that shaker
Uh, for real though (yo)

As the deer pants for flowing streams
So pants my soul for

be
Late night, date night, that’s my dream
Yeah her eyes say let’s make that happen for real
What I want is what you got but what I need
Is to make you

a lonely girl
And I know its hard for you to be yourself
Look around and there's no one else but me
I can't feel myself
Yea its not that bad
Yea its not that

Home for a Rest

The Mudmen

Overrated [Bonus Track]

2007

a shine on the bar with the sleeves of our coats

[Chorus]
You'll have to excuse me I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month, I been drunk since I

Up, Up
Outer space I be floating
My money blue like Corbin
My money long and shortened
Get to the point like I am a swordsman
That means I take it by