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struggling
Boys don't know and I'm tired of mean-mugging
So I get my nine out cause they got some static
Cock my shit back cause I got an automatic
Flem got

lemme sit on my throne
Give a fuck bout u niggas and my bands getting bigger got all by myself got it all on my own
I walk in the place bitches all in my

tell what the difference is
You just eat what you kill
I got no feelings to feel
My mind is filled up with filth
I slap a pimp on the mill
And stuff

They ask me "how you so young and you running up these bands?" (bands)
If you really wanna know get some paper and a pen (go get it)
You wish you

of my nigga back,
 If they ever take my brother I swear on my mother ain't no way i handle that,
 Told me young nigga just run up check and all

Baby is you gon' ride is you gon' die for me
Who else gon' run these bands up by my side with me
I love the way lil mama buss-it back for me
Top down

the night's young

Sunglass one rack just grey
Sun's back bun that just rain
Unsnapped rucksack took shade
Turned mute by the things that I could say
That I

slowly banging 808s
It's okay
Cuz I know we gon shine, yeah
Thank God I'm back up in the states
Thank God just for the day
I could've lost my mind, yeah

was never
Even posed to make it
Won't look back
Cause my dream
In front and I'm gon chase it
I remember nights I'm sitting out there by the stove
I

would bring me chills
My mind blown that my bro ain't make it home and he got his mind blown
And the fact he's never coming back is Just hittin home

that ass down low (Drop that ass down low)
Got bands in the bank (Got bands in the bank), and my cheese on swole (And my cheese on swole)
No need for

Young street nigga supposed to
Be in the slammer
But I made these jammers and it saved my life
And I prayed for it
By the look of my swag I'm made for it

on a shirt like a hanger
I lost my love when all my love ones acted like strangers
Fell back off in them 'jects where I'm surrounded by bangers
If granny knew

poppin' rubber bands!
Spend this money by the grand!

We Poppin' rubber bands, spend
This money by grand
What you make up in a week
Nigga I got it in my

remember days
Back when
Hittin stains back then
Broke n****
But I stayed ona grind
Ain't no h** In my blood
Imma score If I should
Catch Sanee
Imma slide by

Caviar [DVD]

Snoop Dogg

Wanted Reloaded [DualDisc]

2005

On a mission, wishin' upon a star
Young Bow Weezy with the caviar
In the back of a limo, make them others seem surreal
Breakin' niggaz down like

the four but I'm known in the trey
Killer from the 'Ville in a Chevrolet
Bumping 'Pocket Full of Stones' by UGK
That was my life circa nine trey
You should

landed in that New York City Cover Band, without out a plan
Where everyone is measured by they rubber bands
I'm bummy as can be, oh me oh my, they tell me

the times
When you caught me in lies
You knew other women wouldn't mind
So you stuck by my side
So everything

Everything you want and need
I'll

away"

Well by the end of the day, all the kids would go play
And I'd come staggering back home
With those dream in my hand and a master plan
That

Chestnut Street Revisited

John Cougar

The Collection

1979

away

Well by the end of the day, all the kids would go play
And I'd come staggering back home
With a dream in my hand and a master plan
That

i can't wait to get my feet off the ground

Told my teacher I wanted to rap she said I wouldn't make it
That was back in 8th grade and I ain't let it

Gooder

Lil Wayne

We Are Young Money

2009

Young Money, they go
Sittin' on the toilet, smokin' on some medicated
Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, they aggravated
Two things on my

wearin' it now
I want my kush delivered by the pound
I want my guap in offshore accounts
I want a trail of bodies at my throne
I want blood splattered all