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Grown up I feel professional
This turning to a confessional
My girl is kinda obsessional
And I find that kinda exceptional
I got her warming

Jeep, she want some meat
Pour up the P, she pour up the cheap
Thirty round drum, that stick for the heat
Play with this shit, he got hung by the feet
Ooh,

that)
But I don't give a fuck, bitch I'm grown (I'm grown)
That's what happens when you give a dog a bone (Fuck that hoe)
You talking real crazy all up in

is on
Life be treating me bad I was down for this long
Got me fucked up and lost I was drowning in this love
Now she was caught with glass by the cops

rhymes so ill
I take your bitch, I make her squeal
I love money, love how it feel
I'm finna run me up a mill

I'm finna run me up a mill
I love that money,

my own man
I ain't gonna fuck if she ain't got no bodies, I'm a grown man
Niggas tryna block my shot, they ended up just goaltending
I got your bitch

feel defeated but just move out that jam
Yeah, get up and do it again
This is a letter to man
Do the best that you can
Everyday a sacrifice but you

Yeah, yeah, woah, yeah, fuck you on
Who the fuck? Yeah, uh
(Lawsy, pick up)

I got racks, what you doin ho?
In the traphouse with Draco's
Pull

True Faith

New Order

Cutting Edge [JCI]

1987

we've grown up together
They're afraid of what they see
That's the price that we all pay
And the value of destiny comes to nothing
I can't tell you

True Faith ['94]

New Order

True Faith '94

1994

to me
Now that we've grown up together
They're afraid of what they see

That's the price that we all pay
And the value of destiny comes to nothing
I

the novelist
Still with the drama, I say not to model us
I just be grateful, ain't always a follow up
Everything piling up
They just be blaming on me cause they

by the book guy
I'ma get the money by rook or crook like
I was in the mud, had to climb up for fresh air
Why you think it's mic' corn when they step

Y’all ain really wanna fuck with a nigga
Really talk bout a nigga til he up now jit
Hold up wait let me pop my shit
Slide through with a big mop

with grown up scars
By now I should have a home

Where I could end my nights and days
Be out of tears and out of pain
Of broken dreams so give me a call

of that
Stand by what I say
I won't take it back
Stand by what I say
You can quote that
Its what we do it for
Yea
The motto's getting money
Hold up
It's

hearts have grown so cold
And we've such numb souls
But shirts and bumper stickers
Man we got 'em by the truckload
Is true religion what you have around

and I'm impressed

Step into my room
Girl you know it's only grown folks allowed baby
This for them ladies that be banging that screw
Banging that screw

song'll make up for it
There's no place like home when the world cries
When everybody makes their testimony
Seeing grown men and women become soulless
For

Go on let me slide inside, I love the way that you ride
Know you feeling the vibe, by the screw music I provide
I turn the tune up, two days before

Go on let me slide inside, I love the way that you ride
Know you feeling the vibe, by the screw music I provide
I turn the tune up, two days before

building 
Stressing kill me by the day 
If life is sweet then Ima diabetic 
By the way 
Lately been forgetting every other rapper's name 
Maybe cause they

time
Like Thats a long long long way up
And Even further down to climb
Somewhere in the middle
Just trying to find a good grip
To keep on climbing up

Chained by those who were elected to lead
And i pray for the day when i can walk alone
Walk up a stone step not built on broken bones
And we sing with

make it home
Money for bail don’t need no loan 
By my lonely
My dirt alone 
Pull up, take off can’t see me I’m gone
Told her hop in tag along
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