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are not to be combined with alcohol
How can y'all be on top then ya album fall
The city is locked down
Give me my Glock
But wheres Biggie and Pac now

Lately feel like I been doing this all by myself
Started in the depths and with no one else's help
You should've seen the view, yeah, or heard

go)
But whats wrong, since 01' leaning how to live this shit by my own
This is not a banger, this the real talk, dawg
Nobody never ever knew what I have

we are not alike just off ya tendencies.
I’m seeing I’m the one she love look how she tend to me
Yea
Nowadays we see a lot of dough
But Mr. Lee done

Like a pistol grip bustin' from the top of my mind
Top of the line rhymes show you how it defined
Like an architect, I'm a show you how it designed
Time

Push em' out the way, shut the fuck up you already know my name
Going off the handle bitch, with my rap shit kids I go and blow ya brains
You never

And said “honey, without the pain
How can you see the prize?”
Love is nothing more
Than a perfect melody
Made beautiful by all the times
We’ve sung it out

a little wine
And i keep it valentine
Everytime
I stays prime
Head lining is my style
You can call me on the dial
Post a tweet on instagram 
I go hamlet for

swear the shits is laced
Nigga you being replaced by a nigga with faith 
And he can wine
Bring ya girl and let me bend up she spine 
Moving in time 
I bet

Yah yah yah yah yah yah
Ya yah yah yaaaaaaah
Yah yah

How much evil do we gotta face
When the powers the be
Want you to know your place
Made of shade

Next we want to talk about something
A little bit more serious
We've seen it in our homes
It's invaded our friendships
It's caused wars online
Jimmy

attitude
Lookin like a model
Body crazy bangin
Thick cut up
Like a coke bottle
I had to say sumn
How you doing, my smile Followed
A little conversation

seen enough heat in the Middle East, guess not
Point that little heat at me, guess what
Flaco, pinche greñas
I go by many names
Couple years up catch

healing feeling like a joke now
Who ya praying to, a blonde hair blue-eyed image of a tyrant
Uh so spiritually defiant, any ladder I'ma climb it, and it's

trap booming nah I don't talk to mice
My-my life a movie call me Tom While I cruise through the city at night.
Had to stack my money all by my lonely
You

Only to be reminded by my pride
That "I'll never beat the rest. I'm just okay at best (You'll never beat the rest)
And maybe I will never get better in

have no idea
How happy I'd be
If I got to see ya
Every morning til evening
I would call you daily
Just to see how you're doing
If you'd only call me
This

And everything that's lingering suddenly isn't triggering
Cause I know how these people change on ya
Like how you trying to kill me but you're a grave robber
CP3

I'm splitting just fractions divided by the line
A chemical reaction that I'm constantly trying to find
I'm stepping on my thoughts and I just walk

To be real with you
There wasn't a lot of money
Flowing through the house
Growin' up ya feel
Taught me a massive lesson still

Yo I remember movin'

They like: "Whoa! How did little Jubey do it?"
It's the Most High, He the One Who brought me through it
Came up rich with the wisdom we be schoolin'

I'm connectin' are good enough
Don't think I can't rap
Just because I did that
I was helpin' a homie who wanted to spit
But didn't know how to get

call it a vent
No matter how much you like the shoes
You gotta take them back if they don't fit
Well you can do what you wanna do
But my best advice is

talk
Tryna see that ass drop to the asphalt
If that ass drop on me that is yo ass fault
Sorry if I'm a little bit more than ya asked for
Suavé don't