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Drive by
I saw you driving by
Oh
I thought I'd never see a man
Who can look just like you can
You're an angel
And I blinked cause in the heat

Tupac:
Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong

the gutter
This is how you show that precious little baby girl you love her
This is how you step up as a man and get that bread and butter
But get by, all we

yea that's me on tv
It ain't no comparing to be
These niggas be studying me
Oh yea damn baby
Drill that shit to sleep
Cause bitch if it ain't about

I still got the shackles on my soul
Hands on the ground and can't let go
I feel like a mess; scars upon my chest
Ain't no need to get sad after all

fucking these hoe
Money be stacking
These funds on go
Personal problem if you broke
Thought you said I don't deserve it
Life ain't perfect but bitch I earnt

the party then go back and bring some more (Mhm, aye)
All of these females, they think I’m adorable (Mhm)
And all of their boyfriends, they think I’m

I guess I'll stick around
I sip too much to say up
I'm scared to go to sleep now
I feel like you felt that fear
Nightmares that won't disappear
Like i

you got it
You Think im surprised
Boy you'll get robbed by the end of the night
Yikes
My bitches on go

Ya tu lo sabes
We moving fast Como speedy

Definitely Ranked
I ain't go on vacation, I went on a trip
I stand on my words, it ain't like me to slip
Instead of a hand out, I took me a risk
Then

to me again
I wonder why
I know I'm better
But I still be missing little piece inside
There ain't a day that go by
When you do not come across my mind

ah
Yo I opened doors for Downtown
And had niggas saying they from Manhattan
Maintaining off a package
My side bitch working by the Allen
Come on baby
I

I'mma be straight, get it pensive, been on the defensive
Working too hard, I'm a little bit excessive
I been on my no more sleep, kill my senses

at the shop today, you were sipping some tea
Thinking, gee, she's by herself, should I go up and speak
Almost walked the other way, but I knew I'd lose sleep

Bravado, conversion ratio, I'm ready to go
In my zone tomorrow, you know I like it, girl, when you get low
Attract sincerity over all
And forget

O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth

so swollen down south
Just lay that ass back baby and slowly open your mouth
A little off topic what can I say I slayed some ass in LA
Knock knock, you

Woah woah woah woah
Monty on the track (monty on the track bitch!)
Kickin back, little bit stoned
Like a dojo
Smokin blunts
Weed from SoHo
Okay!
She

Imma 90’s baby girl so what the fuck you expect
I wanna give you some this dick but first I need me some neck
Ain’t tryna kill the vibe but truth be

none
Walk around with a smith like you're willing to die
By the end of the night girl I better be yours
Used to sleep on the floor
Now I'm destined

Lullabies go bye-bye and dirges don't surge 
This new chronic sleeplessness is giving me the urge 
To splurge upon some safety if I could find it

we decided we would take that duty from him
Want everything but don't know where we'll put it
But, we won't go to sleep until we've got it
cnd, when we

back?
I sit alone in my room just looking at the crucifix
Where'd it go wrong and when will I be born again
Momma used to make me pray before I went

I'll fuck a nigga baby mama
And don't feel sorry, not a little bit
Sippin' dirty pineapple Fanta
Got me so sleep that I don't feel shit
RIP my nigga