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of steam
Live by and die by the dream like Coretta King
My momma bred a beast dog
Who is picking these boys? nah
Y'all not on my pedigree
A legend using this

casket

You get wrapped up quick, fuck a basket

I got enemies

I be damned if I die by they hand

No dap, til they blood on my hand

Chop em down where

on forbes list
Ajebutter won so di tycoon
Think am a bad boy cause I have groupies
By that time ma so di times two
From Lekki de junction Mile 2
All the fine

purpose
My Xbox control, by the steering wheel color
Fancy fur rug match with the W's on 'em
Peel out in the large OVM Pirelli
Drive on the sour, make ya

what I am by Jove!
In me little bit o’ London I’m as cheerful as can be
Floatin’ round the local shops in my community
Not everybody knows me name but

her my tinder hoe
I flip on a bitch Ray Mysterio
Tell that bitch I like fruits in my cereal
I smoke I blow them o's
I blow it by the o
Nigga I got big

disappear like a witch
I don't play on both sides, boy I'll never switch
Tell em I'm a king, brody you know what I mean
My thing with the beat I can make your

Ole hoe ass niggas
Who the fuck raised these niggas
Back doe joe
Weak ass friendly ass talkin ass niggas
Meet some new niggas then tell em all ya

junkies around I call em up they get you gone
On gang
Gsm headed to the top
We balling on the opps stand in our way you goin get shot
My brother told me

the tool lay my head by the pump

Hang with yo bitch got my hand on the cunt

Her man tryna run up left a hole in his lung

Smoked like a j hit that boy with

your papa was a copper" i tell 'em
"Suck my dick because my auntie is Assata"
And then I double down and tell
Them something twice as hard
Jesus is

line 'em up
Jaegerbomb, tequila, line 'em up
No beef, so cuz, you bought a knife for what?
My nigga looked like Puffy but
We shined him up ask about me

Astro on the beat!

Nigga just woke up with it
Fresh out the bed watch me turn my swag on
Like I'm SouljaBoy tell em' who did it
Brodie bought

Believe me, i will go
So do not worry, tho
I spend my time to sing about it
That's what i do on my own

The silence on the road
Just the engine, wild

Ohhh ohhhhhh
Huhmmmm emmm em
How does it feel
Does it feel nice or wrong
(Yeah yeah yeahhh)
What do you think
Is it lust or love
When you there in my

to believe when your pockets ain't the size of your dreams/
Still on my pivot I'm out to get it by any means/
Ain't complacent till I'm on some Anna Mae shit/

Yeah, I heard he's from the S.W.A.T.S
Yeah, Atlanta
You can tell by his grill
Show me off at all the spots, and it don't matter
So fuck how you

I been that guy, there's no mercy 





Tell ‘em not to dare me)
 (to vex me)
 (to stress me) 
We step out, we ball 

cnywhere it's deadly 
It's

little from my Uncle Hamilton
He was a noble man
Huh shit, we were the coldest fam!
Deep in the pockets of every older man
Younger boy, girl or child
Took

now for the rest of my life
you’re not fooling anyone 
you should quit
I don’t wanna be preachy 
I wanna be real
stop trying
it gets so dark sometimes

and played with wrestlers
Wrestled with the boys popped the barbies heads off
They said it's just a phase so they let me be
Never lectured me so tell me why

days
cnd oh they're clinging by their fingers
In the river of my mind
Thickly through the hazy fog the past just waves
It's getting far behind

Yeah but

catch me floating in an alien ship
With an alien bitch
All these boys really fuck
They just sayin they hip
30 pop make em hop and it's spray at the hip

You Betta Ask Somebody

Esham

Dead Flowerz

1996

Detroit City!
This is for all them big money makin niggaz in detroit.
I know ya' ridin high boy, I know ya' ridin high.
I might skate through my city