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         We ain’t playin with that 

Playin with my boys 
U get turned into packs 

Off white denims 
Let get em 

I got from sax 


Rip Chills
We

all this pack might have cystic fibrosis
I am not a lick bitch do not get the notion
Do him like my son if he causin a commotion
Not one to be flexed

to see where I'm at
(Cuz I have everything that they lack)
Breaking away from the pack
(Facts)

Once upon a time I was no one
Everyone around me thought I

reign is all cap like a text
Big mad
Bet that bitch in you da source of that
Sorta sad soaring over you
Hungry hawk lookin' at a pigeon back
Picture that

My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance

Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them

the packs
Turning all the way up to the max
For some exotic you know ima tax
Up the pipe and it blow like a sax
They all got questions that they tryna ask
I'm

"And now, And now, And now!
Comes my favorite part.
This is the part where
I get to expose myself,
to... Cleveland.
All my hopes, fears, 
dreams

shadows
One, two pack of cigarettes they like tobacco
One butt dropped into the dirt, watch the grass grow
Once I'm happy by myself I'll let my past go
I

bum, bum, bum
Know better than play with me
I get the packs
And I hustle to the max
Shorty blow me like a sax
She like it rough so I'm pulling her tracks

It's (Me), Im spazzin
I be in the trap
It offer like 600
but I double that
once twice lucky day
Got a wade pack
I got a lot of things to do
Cant front no

round Sax Fifth rolling all dubs
Only real one showing me love has been the plug
He ain't even wanna fuck with make back when he was fronting cuz
Now it's

Hold up wait a minute
You gon' see the vision
Tell me wassup with it
You can come and get it
Once upon a time I would pull up with the loud pack
Now

hear you on wax, hm

Big talk, that's facts, hm
We done heard all your raps, hm
But I must say go if the only thing cool about you is a sax, hm

Once

is crude
People are doing the same damn things
And they all just

Wake up. Dress up. Pack up, and leave
Pull up. Go up. Wash up, and sleep
Wake up.

I was out promenadin'
And high hopes was fadin'
That dreams never really come true
When up jumped Spring time
I got a look at you

All at once it was

Live by the Gun

Akon

What Dreams Are Made Of

2015

You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's

nothing like these niggas, stop comparing me
Aye stupid
Flipped all these packs, made me a mogul up in my streets
All that net talk, leave you tied up by

All of my life
Living like shit
There isn't no point if you're living like this
And if it's 528, bitch, you better get the kids
Pack a fucking punch

(I go, I go)
I go by names, so bold from the start
(Legendary)
I do not follow the herd
I would say no to the Ark
(No sir)
It's a lot, being in touch

Lista[02:12.06]Shorty a freak, she on the naughty list, huh[02:14.77]Boxin' this beat, bitch, I feel like I'm Tony[02:17.21]I be zooted by myself, all by my

in there you chasing stacks
Once you in there you pushing packs
I spend some bands and get them back
I keep my mind up on a rack 
And I'm gon

pack all I need to push through the strain

And I know you could go anywhere baby
But you stick to the code we hit gold
And then they say that's goals

out of wacky sax
Addicted to the jam we dosing weekly hits of forest wax
Always in record ideally Bloo be cooking sample packs
Raw energy display

clap
Damn
Smooth like sax
Mind stay stuck on the tree like sap
Latin bitch looking for the key no map
To be honest i be hiding all my keys under the mat