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be life
Get rid of the bitch
'fore I get rid of you bitch
I'm sick of you bitch
No hands on ya, rubberbands on ya
I ain't talkin' like a stripper
Pay!

hood
Wish a muthafucka would my brother told me knock on wood
Them pounds good 30 rounds good aint no brown good
Ya bm tryna come a suck a dick just like

chain on
I don't care what they say
I put that ring on
Check out how these chicks be matchin' outfits made by VLONE
This ain't no cheap love, these

down to die for my gang
SRT shit no I don't want no Range
Stay with my brothers I know they gon' bang
We don't see eye to eye 'cause we wasn't raised

ain't have it
Sitting in the room tryna figure out a plan
Sticking to my brother like refrigerator magnet
Drum with a stick I ain't talking bout a band

that van wit me
Can't trust a soul whenever I got all of these bands wit me
Saks Fifth Vlone all brothers ain't got no friends wit me

That nigga Kari

What If It Was Me

Tech N9ne

The Storm

2016

on the ground when they telling me, "Cause of a gun suspicion"
It was in my pocket, ain't trying pop it
When they scared of a brother with a gun no one can stop

NO
In the hood.
 In the hood it ain't good. It's so tough not enough that's what's up in the hood. 
In the hood.
In the hood hear the cries. Struggling

good brother gone niggas should be ashamed
It ain't worth killin' niggas over no watch and chain (it ain't)
They caught the kid who did it, that nigga

and you leave
You no good for me I wash the pain off my sleeve
So if I don't make it yeah they killed the mind that conceive
I'm planting my seeds and weed

and how it sit on the rims
Or I could tell you why I'm hot and disappear like MIMS
But the bars there, put that on God, ask a atheist
And if I ain't

the fence
Coach hit the bench
Both teams lose
Good game, good game
Granny yelling go Cubs, Cubs ain't playing

My little brother is a funny dude
A lot

baby brother
I just wanna kill your killers son too
I swear to god
Swear to god I ain't gone let no lil nigga play me
Swear to god I'ma buy mama that

with 5 kids
And then you left her you cant deny that you disappeared
You made me cry tears
I know she cried tears
Tryna heal lord knows what my brothers

strong"
Doin' that sometimes ain't enough
Tryna hold these tears back but that don't work no more, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, oh
Tryna hold these tears back,

I don't need currency, you don't need shit from me
We got bands like Big Time Rush
We got bands like the fucking Jonas Brothers
We got bands like,

hate
Tremble less no lies

Poor never forsake
Pick sow reap tantalus fate
Haughty profits not

She's God's right hand
Rejoice with the band

She is God's

today
And all we wanna do is get by today, hey
We're gonna have a good day
And ain't nobody gonna cry today
'Cause ain't nobody gonna die today
You

(Lord)
And lately, I've been swimmin' on the deepest end
It's just drugs, it ain't no hugs, it ain't no love there
You been down so much you don't even

(Lord)
And lately, I've been swimmin' on the deepest end
It's just drugs, it ain't no hugs, it ain't no love there
You been down so much you don't even

Misunderstood"
Play it for the First Lady, she ain't feeling any good
Play Don Henley, play Glenn Frey
Take it to the limit and let it go by
Play it for Carl

jokes, yo
Smoked bud my first time, had a really good high
No Fugazi band trippin', always good vibes

This is my life (life) this my fight (fight)
Gotta

bitch
There's blood on your hands
Die bitch, yeah die bitch
Killed by a bottom-tier band

I've been feelin' good
Had a good day
Ain't no stress when I'm

Thats what my momma told me
Im good by my lonely

Had to run up them bands me and my brothers
Cause we aint had nobody we had each other
Fell in love with