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I have to
It's not silent my word is open on the street
100 thousand for your head I want it by next week
Billups known up on the street I'm Mr. 711

Shooters ballers and the scholarS 
Common goal is profit 
Surrounded by those who are Toxic 

I don't know what to do wit
Negas 
Left me hanging like THey

fuck the pain away
Shoot my shot then I fade away
And I hit the lil cat like an 808
And she bussin' it back like It’s money Tay
Aye yuh fuck on me
Get

just nonsense
The other half bout how I penny pinch (Mr.Krabbs)
Think that lil bitch need a tune up
Shit pass me a Allen wrench (I got you)
Hope she know

amused by those who boasting
You not from this ocean, you Mrs.Pigaloo
Mimosa, guessed it wrong, done for you, I wouldn't even close

Second wind , tryna

up, hear me out
You're throwing stones in a glass house
Wonder why it's fallin' down
Look at me, look at you
Worked hard, paid my dues
Covergirl,

going down" and told me "get in bed"
Love you I know it now they way you kiss the head
They called you by my name they called you Mrs. Gregg
And we was

on these men who steady getting paid
too many fakers in the game thats what the problem is i came up on the block
you spitting muthafukin garbage Mr. Black ,

Hey, that's a lil' fame for the both our names
Song for song man you niggas can't fuck with me
So many bars, they might think I'm in custody
Most niggas,

Twisting up I'm in my vibe now
Mr. Clean when I slide now
She wiping me down like Mrs. Miyagi now
I noma her body
She done with versace
IG feed

activist
Yeah I go by Panama Quik and no I ain't gon slow down
Got bars that go over ya head like a Hoody
Hope you understood me we ready to blow now
Break

because I have rent that is due
I think it's obvious that I could teach a lesson or two
Having a lack of passion does not rest with me
Dedication

got this shit by myself never needed no startup
Lil dude is you tripping relax (relax)
I do this shit by myself bitch I don't need a feature
Ya bitch

with the unexpected
The run away slave I, Misdemeanor
Escapin' from all ya fraudulent players
Last but not least, the heavyweight champion, Mr. Mosley

teach 'em don'ts and do's
I raise tools, make crews make decisions confused
All spectators can say is, "This lil' nigga's a fool"
A short fuse with

or either in the sky flyin by feelin jetlag
Ya job I respect that, your probably regret that
Ya mad and ya broke I'm laughin where they cash the checks at
Ya

I made some choices
And I paid my dues
I was born into
My family balling before I came out the womb
I'm with Jesus forever
And they know it too
I was

I'm 40 we can chill and still get paid
I could even put Versace on yo shades
Only 20 so I kinda wanna chain
Never hit a stain but I be ballin' Mr Clean

'm 40 we can chill and still get paid
I could even put Versace on yo shades
Only 20 so I kinda wanna chain
Never hit a stain but I be ballin' Mr Clean

I Get Money

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

ain't up niggaaa

[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I

Man
Lil bro
I just need you to
Keep yo head up 
I know times is getting hard
And things is rough 
But 
Stay positive
And always stay 
True to you man

and some swisher

Give me a smooch, then pass that swisher
New lil' boyo round the block, he stay blazin'
Out the park hitta, Mr. Quick Buck
Big truck, I

Woah
Real Lowpost
GTMG shit man, you gotta feel this shit
D, D, nigga, fuck I'm D, alright, D
Bad bitch, she gon' do what I say so Lil' baby name

the One who paid the price to make
Me free from what was due
I trust Your hand
To make me stand
Bold
Bold
Bold for You
Take my distractions
Every weight