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cherish
Spent 4 years in high school rackin up guap and demerits
If you don’t care for my company then say so
Cause I don’t wanna be the mix with none

I can take
All I know is I can't let the hate stop me now

You prolly skipped the song by now I bet
I ain't tryna cause problems
But chu niggas need

Don't accept no visitors alone through the night yeah
Wonder why criticize my life yeah
They say never mix your friends with money up I think I'm in

songs, I'm already on it
Wait
Dev got a rag in the mail though
Still got a plug in the bay that'll front me a spider of kush, nigga that's by the elbow

screaming your voice
Playing some loud ass music together
Its a chill mix between the 2010s
Gun on hand and aiming on your friend
Will you shoot or let him

of the worn-down streets
And that one dark corner on that one dark road
And the songs I used to play when I'd drive you back home
Every little heartbreak that I

know where to go, riding by my own
Let the 21 come, taking over like storm
VIP clique, VIP whip All I need is a VIP bitch

I'm on my VIP shit, I'm full

MQ on the mix boy
Nahfr can we have a check please
Haaa
Walk a nigga down by myself
Cus I don't trust niggas
I grow up around some real niggas
I know

to silly rappers and dumb puns
Fumbling guns and drugs that they were never really on
Forgotten until they're gone
Pawns to a label
Making empty songs
Making

ain't feelin' you
Felon with a gun, that's five years in minimum
Homicide that's 25, Matt we gon' be missin' you
Wayne gave my nigga 30, he couldn't stop

this gun, it eat his face soft
Name one nigga that raised they hand and said they wanted to face off?
Young niggas know who Devoninco is, I rock that

sweet as this song Caldhino mix
Noise (brrr)
Fuckery gwaan we nuh too take chat
Fuckery gwaan boy a dead pon spot
Fuckery gwaan badness a di routine so

Hendrix
One thing I don't mix is family and business If my buzzin owe me money, read the news on how we did em

Niggas sneak dissin', niggas sneak dickin'

are flyin
By high air
Them niggas don't
Play block

I'm startin' to think
They disappeared
Opps droppin
All these songs

Run and slide
They never there

had to drop song for fans because everything getting boring
Lyrics go belle full u belike chicken add some curry
Put my heart into my lyrics that's why

gotta learn this song by heart like the lyrics on hopped in the stu cause they feelin how my lyrics go me and plug makin plays my favorite one the give

gate
You gon stop me? O-V-A,
I'm too fly like O-V-O
You gon think my name was Drake
I think I'm great all by my own
One man army like I'm Rambo
Shit I do

I'm a Larry bird hittin these threes
Sittin in my 4 by 4, Castles closed
Use the back door, Sup Alfred, do my chores

Mop the floor with that shit you

bitch, I'm tryna buss a brick
Put that shit up in the blender, press the button, watch it mix
My white girl need a 8-ball, I'ma meet you there by 6
I'm

Everything I rap it help you see uh
You know twon get to snappin on the beat uh
Load another song up it's on repeat uh
Lil shortie wanna turn up

Run Hide Duck

Haystak

The Natural

2002

[Haystak]
My minds constantly in money gettin mode
I done seen bitches flip like them Sony explodes
I came by way of a long bumpy road
Doin eighty it's all

Crime Don't Pay

Mike Ness

Cheating at Solitaire

1999

But this song ain't about none of the above
We're not punished for our sins, but "by them"
Thought I'd get myself a little passion play
But I can

is business and friends are friends
never mix the two and if you do their bound to end
its sour notes for sour songs
and about the hope but i hope for

shoes, long road, gotta walk by myself
No clue what's on 'cause, I ain't calling for help
If I'm old news I'll make sure to report it myself
Got my whole