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She cries like a lost toddler
Said, "Don't judge me" I said
"I'm not gonna
So you don't have to call me your honour"
She laughed, said
"I keep

your
Switchin' together 'cause this back-hand
Will get you together, hope you know that
And sometime I can't belive my niggaz
Still in all, I'll give

Lucci

LA the Darkman

Heist of the Century

1998

mitts
Son, i'm fortunate to still be here, shells is close
City Lights, La The Dark, stay conceilin the toast
'cause thieves who decieve get loot the most

Evil Things

Mello

After the Rain

2018

'cause that is who I be
Gotta always stay determined even when you met defeat
Talk is for the cheap, I'm 'bout that action so they see
In the past they

That
Ain't my son diaper bill
I'm rich in real life
Soon as I get off the site
She gon' fuck me and put me to
Sleep when she get off of work
I'ma pay her

a nigga is when I'm bowlin' (what? Yeah)
Hoes only hard on the 'Gram, they be trollin'
My niggas really like me, that's 'cause I'm controllin'

making salaries
And it's by week, never talk about the annually
Cause fuck that bi-weekly shit
I'm tired of that check to check
Say nigga how you living

the first no stress now I'm balling cuz I deserve the best 

I had to choose the right from wrong 
I fought my battles alone
I Reminisce bout that days I

want me dead and they did get near
But im still here it's clear
I must feed off fear
Gunshot beat around her
You see i can talk 'bout bootings too

rich but my youngins will come slime that. I'm dripping in YSL im screaming Slatt Slatt. I dont know Navraj but them hittas tap tap. I'm leaving with

If You need help hit my phone
But if you get the tone
You might have been someone I had to cut off cuz I'm grown
I bought  my own home
No longer all

but they hesitated
Bitch I'm play the game foul
And I'm smoking loud now
Just left sex five stacks for my bitch bad
God your bitch mad 'cause
She don't

to go key you a prize
I'm back at the spot with the vibes
We come in that war like a tribe
Cashin' out on them sticks for them guys
'Cause we rich, I done

Pulling up to yo front gate, ring the buzzer, I’m outside
My bad for showing up late, I brought food & I got wine
Being there was like my escape, 101

right now i'm in grind mode, because my pockets is empty so I ain't trying to talk while you was living like Richie rich i was in the hood putting in

love with the kings, a do it all for the team
It's her dream to get a rich nigga, get it by any means
Love me, hell nah
You really just love these rings

Mom and dad left us way too soon
My little sister and I all alone
To not end up as a whore on the street
Sewing cloth for the rich until my fingers

on the high road
And the problems that we facing ain't micro
I'm tranna get rich I don't know 'bout you
My mother is a queen all the shit she went through
...

on a sign
Stars will never align
Your attention is by design
They be on cloud nine
While you just press decline
You're waiting on rich niggas so you could

it
No guns in the spot but got my knife in it
Poke him up after we wash cuz we gon fold him up
Grab him by his collar if he holler we gon yoke him up

to see one more day
Think 'bout my heathens, I want my brothers so rich, can't wait 'till we all paid
The soda been remixed, I'm high as the ceiling, don't

bitch tryna fuck me on cam
Ima need two fifty for the screenplay
Selling some strong before Church
Then a pound by tomorrow
Moving shit on a weak day

of a misfit
From Riverwood with love PHD in getting lifted
Even thought I'm not skep don't get it twisted
Two One Zero
Two One Zero
Nah cuz i never heard of you

I put dog shit on my neck you a puppy …

Neva put that pack in your hand cuz you stuntin…
Call me mr get you slimed out by a junkie…

How you out