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to tell
You got eyes for another
If they don't invest
Or spend the time
I don't show interest
Or give a dime
Boss
Or a damn
It cost
To be the man
I don't

of sand
Bitch, I make like water, I don't worry about bands
Lately I've been throwing money, like it's no longer a trend
Every dollar spent will make me

a she a lifeline

Sunset hits on the parkway 
Girl I used to parlay witch-a ugh 
Let me make it up to ya
I get residuals now I'm comfortable
Do right by

that he with it
When I hop on the beat, Swear to God you can feel it
If I hop the beat, Swear to God I'm a kill it
Late night, Two deep, Bitch you know

with nails
Sacrificed for me to believe and achieve my dreams I will
Don't say it if you don't mean it
If said gotta to complete it
Gotta see it through

it right for you
Standing Right by my side
I know you feel the vibe
Babe I wanna make it right for you
I can tell that you don't really like the way I

All day trapping real hard make the smart play
Broad day smoke a bitch nigga if he talk crazy
All games till it’s war time then we don’t play

I feel like nobody gets it
Prolly cause they never listen
I give them music from pain
I bet if I die they won't miss me
Yo i'm tryna be someone

Practice makes perfect 
I'm still tryna' learn it by heart 
Eat, sleep, and breathe it 
Rehearse and repeat it 'cause I (I, I, I) 

One, don't pick up

on 'em, it's J
Don't get me in my bag, I have no self control
City gone bring it back it's time we let em know
It's time to eat so these beats can rest

phone
( what you do )
But I don’t pick up cause it ain’t bout much
If it ain’t bout cash
( what you tell her )
Imma call you back baby that’s your luck
I

But I don’t pick up cause it ain’t bout much
If it ain’t bout cash
( what you tell her )
Imma call you back baby that’s your luck
I make a song in

They don't wanna know
No need to piss my name
Leave my blood upon the snow
They say revenge is a plate that's best when it's served cold
If so
I'm like

Bossa No Sé

Cuco

Bossa No Sé

2019

Don't play with me 
You broke my heart 
But I'm also so obsessed with you 
I don't know if I love you 
I don't know if I hate you 
Baby it's

that cage solid since a Youngin 
Big drum like percussion run up and we dumpin, Down bad make it somethin 

Ain't no love in the city and I don't care

Step Back

Eric B. & Rakim

Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em

1990

What it take, concentration, to rebuild our
Nation but we got to have mind power
And we can make it work, because I know we can
And if somethin' go

we won't make it
If we don't

That might be the hook I could retire after
Not like when Tyson sparks ya
Like twisted fire starter
I worship bars

no no
I don't want no (No no) Hasta la Vista (Yeah)
Come on, come on baby, baby bring it down (Down)
Make me head out,
Make me, make me passing out

to conviction forgotten yet again surrounded by misfits getting into mischief man got to be a better plan feeling all the friction hoping I can fix it but I don't

to push myself to make it here
No division changing but the alias will make his rise
And by that time
I'll let you hear the sound with pride
So hold

understand
Momma say to wait, it's part of the plan, little man
I need love, affection, make a connection
All I need is one, I don't need a collection
Speaking

back 

I don’t wanna know the truth 

It’ll make me mad 

Got me crawling to my doom 

With a wounded stab 

But it’s ok if you gon tell me then I’ll be

know I'm bouta make major bucks
You talkin' shit it's not phasin' us
Shockin' the people like tazers, yuh
I'm just top tier it don't stop here
But niggas

they got going on in their lives

If you want to be a Hater
Then so be it
Just know i will make it
If i do don’t try and Crawl back to me

Cause you neva