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they got stripes like a nuisance
I was raised by OGs this mob shit i was born into it
All the niggas i looked up to lookin down watchin over
I'ma make it

(Fuck Tyler)

Made bout 30-40 bands by the end of the day
I got the knocks I got the drums, yeah the bullets gon' spray
I'm at the top, I'm on your

fuckin' burn

Out here catchin' rays in the Duke, yes I have returned
Make sure I got my shades, 40 proof, feelin' unconcerned
The liquor helps me fight off

with no window gape
Cards on the table, I'm a book of spades
Truth that you seek, I'm not just a face
Clothes in the closet seen better days
I'm fresh

sleigh, hey
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride, in a one-horse open sleigh


A day or two ago, I thought I'd take

slapped
Switching these lanes feel like a slave like back in the day now they know the name let's start in main let's get the fame shit like a game watch

savage slim
I'm in the city thuggin', big step in them phone posies. With my 40 waiting on rap checks to hit direct deposit
When it hit me and gang going

losin' every day
You need to change your partners (you need to change your partners)
This bitch cute and she'll shoot, she like Candace Parker
Nigga, I

I'm trapped in a station
Searching for a way towards home
My minds elaborating
on the days that have gone
Reminisce on open floor plans
I need

the quickness
Niggas talking crazy
Ain't even keeping up with fitness
You can't a walk day in my shoes
My life is vicious
At the function the homey screaming out

lost for forty days
With your brain in a haze
(find that sweet spot baby yeah)
Soon you'll be rising like a phoenix
With your wings all a blaze

my name got listed
So much time spent by myself
40 days solo in cell
Met with Satan, walked thru Hell
Least I got a story to tell

I'm just tellin

him or me
Shit get hot she leavin' me this ain't new it's c'est la vie

Bitch im hurt no fear in me ride round' with a tec in me
Slime he kill by any

Dad i know you're dead
But your memories still alive
Years gone by
But you're always on my mind
I miss you alot
But dad I'll never cry
Cause i know

on

Just tryna earn a check a day
Take choice out better put a f in way
Wait translate it nigga ain't no f'n way
F N tear a limb body parts separate
Tryna

day when it ain’t drugs running through us feeling juckie for a kill yea I’m trying get him touch bullets rip through all his ribs yea them 40s left-em

Mhm
Mhm
Nigga think he figured out my glory
Im make him forget like dory
Young nigga get zip by forty

playin' by the rules
How you got 14k
But a 40 at the end of the day
KBTM, yeah, we smokin' his pack

Like the Dip and Lean, yeah, you know it was trash

cause I know that she want it
I'ma hit it up top in the morning, I'm collecting the racks is important
Waiting for the day for my enemies forfeit, I'm

to the brothers and they throw it on a dime
They know all the walls that I seen and tried to climb
Steady counting bread by the loaf and singing rhymes
Just like I

s poured by the league of assassins
And I'll return in three days, it's the muthafuckin passion

this my side line story
and I came outta nowhere like a shot from Robert Ori
Like I did it by myself never did it for the glory
I ain't never dying young

40

I don't do no warning shots, I'm a backdoin' I did time in the pen, they deny, homie
Whip Paul on the opp, now he forced gappin' We don't do no

Yeah
Uh
Gusto
Back 2 Da Basics

Hit that! California Bay
Hot weather, hot women all day
Bounce from to town town
Hit a few clubs around
Drinks on me