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LeoLaBandit ist fresh
Alles für Cash, Tom und Jerry mit Gesetz
Am Ende komm' ich immer weg, heh (TLC Beatz, ma race)
Mach' weg, ein Kilo

Steady with my foot to gas cause the dreams of gettin’ bigger seeming sky high
And then I get the text that you on moves when niggas drive by
Tellin’ all

This is all real i'll never pretend 
I really don't know where to begin

Easy to say don't be affected by the past 
But we a product of what we been

a Jerry and I'm cheesin' for the race
Every Itchy got a Scratchy and the simpletons won't catch me
Every Tom will have a Jerry that they face to the Jerry's

Family Forever
LONG LIVE TJ N WATER
MOOK AND THE REST
I'm tryna get some Tom Ford
I ain't got no time for it
You don't wanna see us living
I ain't

Running my race jeje
Me i no dey do gragra oh
Humble as ever o oh
Me i no dey gberaga oh
You no understand me yeah
Rara, i no dey blame you
I'm

Watch people stare into the sun, no clue that both are one
These things in which we share space, are all creations of the human race
We poison skies

Bridge: I’m back by popular demand and I brought a band with me

(chorus) Uhh Huhh yea i’m back smokin again riding around with my 9 on my hip acting

I get the money and then I go crazy can't trust no one, they act shady
Throw it up, Tom Brady Then I pull up in a Mercedes
I just rap about this shit

the rookie
Starters can't put the numbers up
Maann, hate is so pasé, catch me in
A Tom Ford suit on draft day, nigga
And it's just me and my money
Ya'll don't

compete with all my hits, they can't touch me
I'm untouchable, better than me impossible
And this ain't no Tom Cruise this mission ain't impossible
Damn I

with all races so I don't got a type,
Glasses with the tint cause my future real bright,
High off an Eddie had me up like a kite,

Shit, and another one,

Lost in America

Crack the Sky

From the Greenhouse

Living in circles like we're dreaming

Here's Capt'n Tom, he's with the CIA
He keeps us safe and sound from foreign enemy
He sells them guns and bombs

home
Stay for myself because I pay for myself
I can’t trust a sole, that’s why I lay by myself
Swear to god
Suck my dick bitch rollin in da 36
She gon

faded
There's a girl by my side
Just put a lock on the beat
Can't even touch the street
Fuck the men
And save those kids
Don't charge a cent
And cut

While y'all was playing tough guy
I was eating fungi
Mind got different layers
Double vision in my third eye
Leave you all on stand by
Text you back

Run''
But Forest done won the race now Son-Son
I'm shining and blinding em castin' my light on the darkness
Will not be defined by my hardships
Simba will

Lyrics:

1.	Lookout folks there’s a big new game
For damned Republicans who know no shame
All the world’s troubles are caused by Libs
Says Fox News

dey work and pray
Everything I do I dey put God first
Make e confirm make I no go fumble
And if I fuck up I go read by bible
Take a deep breath just

me, John Cena
Play my cards with a poker face
Sometimes I feel like the only race
Racing, speeding, still hungry like
I ain't eating, call it even

typical
Don't be lookin' crazy, cuz I say I practice rituals
Call me Bob Ross wit' these trees, give you visuals
When I shoot stay away him, or you a victim

me(corner corner me )
When I fall na brother me ,(brother me!)
Brother me, would you stand by me
Oppositors u go stand by me
Life is about family
Why the hell

like Tom ford, lookin' like a million'
What you expect? I'm a star with stars in the ceiling
Ridin' by myself, got the 40 and it's chrome
Everything

you know
I got tangled
In the star spangled banner
In the middle of Alabama
Or was it Tennesee or Arkansas
New York & Cali got the same
Amount of race