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People thinking im cool
But i struggle too
Live day by day
Pretty face no tiddies
But that ass
Its case by case
Fuck me all the time
She Wanna stay
Get

jumpin' by the night, aye (Up by the night, yea)
In the studio I'm workin on myself (I)
Only thing that keep me happy is my wealth (I)
If she wanna go

kill it like serial killers and bag that shit up like some Cheetos
That's murder on Jessica Fletcher my flow is a cheat code
That's what she wrote

My

OG1 I own it
And how that song ain't got your name dawg if you fucking wrote it

Fuck I got the flows that's gon make me all these O's
I'm always

Here We Go [Jermaine Dupri Remix]

Too Short

Can't Stay Away [Clean]

1999

only been mastered by a few
I take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to you
All that shit niggas talking just cant be real
I dont need a record

be fine
That’s all I tell myself
I’m just living thru my lies
Why should our past dictate our Future when all we do is try
It’s true we live by actions

Going to the pad 
She wanna smash 
I give her that 
I send her back 
I came up from a pen a pad 
Young man is unstoppable 
Conquered every obstacle 
Doing

The fruits of my labor but naw I ain’t eat the fruit
Is my life defined by the crucible or crucifix
I’m back up on that stupid shit
I bet she’ll let me fuck

you been coppin'? (Slime)
Wrote a new rules channel, I guess it needs amendin' (RULES)
I go Binkey Jeller when I'm countin' all my exes (WOAH)
Man, I

you been coppin'? (Slime)
Wrote a new rules channel, I guess it needs amendin' (RULES)
I go Binkey Jeller when I'm countin' all my exes (WOAH)
Man, I

my feelings in this music and avoid the weather
I miss the old you, know that she was one of a kind
Never was rude and love attention, missin' the vibe

And niggas don't know, putting on a show
And she bad and bougie
Rocking all designer Gucci
In my hair ratatouille
Now she bump my music
I got something to say

a sinner
I'm not perfect
I give her all the time in the world and she worth it
So many niggas want my wave, yeah, they surf dick
And then that tsunami

down on some ride or die shit
And that's priceless
Looking for real but surrounded by fake love
Nobody loyal so she starting to hate love
Done with

shit, try not to waste it
Hypnotized  by the way that ass shakin
Her friend gon' get on top, she on the bottom, they shakin', that ass amazing

Slim

to discover all the new ways
I could be a better lover if you love me let me know
Sex on the first night (that don't make you a hoe)
Might not be the one but

Smoking weed, she lookin' good in Prada
Low-key, what she'll do for a dolla'
Calling me, baby girl wanna' holla'
Flattery, she got that ass from her

my performer
We making movies in this bitch
I might send that shit to warner
It’s navy blue in pocket
Salute I been a soldier
She said my swag cold

sent her the address 
You can not pay me less
She said that I'm gon
Make it 
Sv 
You're the best 

They gonna claim they didn't see it
Tell that boy

I got a badass hoe, but she a mean bitch
All the hoes on my dick cause she love Prada
I keep a chopper in the car, I don't fuck with drama

I got that

Jeter
Pick a side they don't like when you teeter All their faces are dead, I'm a reaper
Took his bitch cause I heard she a eater Let her wet up the bed,

But damn I miss that bitch what the fuck does she be on
She wrote a whole essay about how I was in the wrong
But bitch I wish I never met you or your

down
Drop that ass down just drop that ass down

Drop that
Ay
You ain't gotta dance at all
Yes, I heard the beat

It is not that kind of song
I like

Remember when, leant you my cousins Fight Club dvd on Saturday
She asked for it back a few times, I didn't know what to say
That we didn't really