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policies to a world unknown
In a cherry Low-Low with four zones of weed
No sticks no seeds
Prestigious when I post safe
Through fifty states, beneath

Big Sam with 36 off in my chain
4? off in my wood a woodgrain
And my piece I'm bout to precious cut them things
With 200 thousand to make that hoe

killing me
I'm f***** up with an ill mind I don't know if this is really me
because day-by-day I keep feeling my soul is leaving me
Christianity and Islam

happening
And while I'm faking my insides is breaking up
Can't even heal because the space was all taken up
By my thoughts, if people knew that I was feeling

out the shower
Every day I be surrounded by bosses Winning right now but I take a few losses
Promise my mama I'll make it So I'm waking up every morning

how you talkin'

I'm a young nigga, I come from the mud
I come from the bottom
Meaning to tell me you can't hustle too?
We got the same twenty-four

I'm on the highway
Going bout hundred
Twenty an hour
Bout my money bout my dollas
So I'm earning now
Bout my money bout my dollas
Like I'm serving

Murderer

Barrington Levy

F-Action: Reggae Rastaluv

2010

me tell me that I'm a murderer
Dress up in a jacket, then dress up in a tie
Want to deprive
I'm a murderer
Murderer [Repeat x 4]
Not them.

Murderer

Barrington Levy

Best of the Street

2008

me tell me that I'm a murderer
Dress up in a jacket, then dress up in a tie
Want to deprive
I'm a murderer
Murderer [Repeat x 4]
Not them.

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Bitch I'm 20 (woah)
Woo
Ain't that something yeah
Two decades and I'm still stunting
Can't slow down no I'm still running
You say you

Back in like forty days, forty seconds
Backend after backend like I'm trappin'
Actually I been trapped in
But I took a black bitch to Beverly Hills

I'm Not You

Clipse

Lord Willin'

2002

No, no, no, I told you, I live this shit
I ain't just up here rappin' and tappin'
Spittin' and skittin' and shit, nah, uh-uh, not me
I'm not you,

And I’m only 20 now
Got hella time to... do this
From the days of sitting on my ass
Watching how everyday
Passed
Me
By
I didn’t have a vision
I am not like

and twenties ain't ever left shit just feel like I'm coming

Honky from the southside this shit musty
Trailer park trash i would crash with the junky's
Dead head

Twenty-six, Forgiatos breakin' necks
What it look like, a murder flex
Allegedly (shh shh)
They got Ricky locked up for amphetamines (for what)
Police think I'm

Pull up on him woah
Yeah that boy be gone
Hit him in his chest
Knock his shit like King Kong
40 on my side
Incase anything go wrong
I don't know why

I'm pulling these hoes on a paper tolls
Or a add by the woods take her to the Mo'
Lil B got slow weed you could blow
Twenty yeah on my wrist and
It's

Ride the four-wheelers and go bowlin', when I ain't in the stu'
That smoke go down whoever throat, I never pick and choose
I'm 5'7", I walked in, she

Celebrity

Akon

H.F.M., Vol. 2: The Hunger For More

2010

chromey
My Bentley my Rolly
My Magnum my forty
South Jamaica shawty
These losses I took in the gut yo
The work's still here, I'm just cooking it up

and flipped it hopped on a jet to smoke by the bay
All of this cash abundance I’m feeling myself baby what can you say
If you wanna learn how I’m living just

That's I'm so weak and I can't breathe

You just stood by
While forty-six years of my life
Passed before my eyes
So tell me why
I had to die
Jackson's

never wanna me et cha

Two twenty three all black with three bananas
stay in a 4 door all black Panamera
why get in some beef when I can get in a Porsche

Cruis'N down the street in my four door
I said Cruis'N down the street in my four door
Cruis'N down the street in my four door
I said Cruis'N down

on beats say I overstep
You better get u a vest or a turtleneck
I'm wit the 4k know dat we coming
I'm steady praying you Know dat I'm focusing
Know dat we