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in you is hate in me
Life be like a box of chalk along a sidewalk
Decide to walk or run, who the one decided to lock the box?
Where he be at? Where

champagne
Like R.I.P.
Pardon me
This shit a part of me
Probably be the next KID
K, I be
Influenced by J.I.D.
Kenny, Cole, Soul, and the shit I've seen
Know

new love to stunt on brand new hate
Everyday of the week and twice after it rains
They pull the wool over your eyes like a j crew campaign 
Call this my

and not fried (Craig)
If you got love for these streets, better hide it
One Eleven walk, all together, not divided
Woke up this morning, I was feelin'

the mud I rose up

It's Perb yea you know the time
Road to riches with quotes of mine
Only love and loyalty hold a bond
Gotta hold ya own that's how you gon

u a day scrub 
Can't hang get ur pay up
Never mind my comments 
I be talking 
It's not shade love 
Never do I hate love 
But i stay up on my tippies

shit hit the fan
Bitch you can't get no dick if I can't get no bands
Talk in code cause I can't speak on shit That I did
Hit the road with 500 and came

the hollows in vest
Took the path less taken, I can't follow the rest
I done got jammed up, fam left, had to run my bands up
Did it by my damn self
When

love wit hate
Devls grounds but angels place
To many Niggas in yo face so ain't no Point for you to come to me
Running off these drugs bottles up

on holiday
I'm savin' all this money for the rainy days
Can't go broke, by any means, I do it any way
These girls only love me cause I'm gettin' paid
Ring,

Cant stop now Ill figure you out
Im watching your moves
And reading your mouth and I know
Ooooo when Im caught in the rain your love will bring me

smoke a zip for dinner
Niggas small minded, they could never see the bigger picture, but be the same ones who try to hate when you stand on business
That

Fields

Sicko

Chef Boy R U Dum

1995

rolled by an American discussion
do you remember when 

Do you recall the place that you're from
who do you like and who do you love
who do you hate

up same key do ya thang
Cause the real niggas let it see
And a real nigga came up when you
See pay yung niggas come hate look
Big body steppin'

Can’t Get With These Other Rappers Gimmick,
So I Leave Them Frigid Shivering By Every Lyrical Sentence,
I’ll Bring It To You Area Spit Lyrical Malaria,

I love bad hoes
Hate annoying hoes
Them stupid bitches type to blow up all my damn phones (Hello?)
Fuck a opp hoe (Bah)
Make her man mad though
He

(You’re turning over)
I am what you need ( I’m what you need, I’m what you need)
Come & stay with me
Written by: Christopher J. Brown

pussy niggas really hate me so much, might as well get rid of me
Hold on, bitch, me and J2, K2, and Young K, and Rico want your head

I ain't tripping by

like wow
Reminds me how though more cash you have the more you protect the cow
It's a thin line between love and hate
Good and great, prompt and late,

the honor roll
I love my stick, she always by my side
Niggas hate on me but they won't ever try it
(yeah) i made plays when you was
Playin' on the slide check

and Kings
They had no arms but felt the hugs
And through the art you feel the love
You feel the love

I swear I'm no kid
But I listen to vegetables
45 minutes

loss?

The love hate paradox
The anomalous, the antonym of amorous
The anomaly of the normal us
This is not the normal us

It's ironic how the entirety

can grow up from low to apex,
Until my account is fat and shapeless
Too many songs but mine is latest, yeah
So love or hate this, I'm getting my cake,

the light’s down 
When we blow up 
This is the last time 
So take that shity band that I offer you!
 Henry! Henry... I hate Henry 
Don't go! Henry! (X4)