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Pussy boy wanted beef with me over Galactic acquisition
Called his mistress over and put 10 inches on her forehead like Payton Manning
I'm a street

So I wrote 90 pages on a script
Called that shit DIE LITT 
All most had my way out

Sleeping at my niggas couch
Smoking weed in a condo right by

blunt don't take my french fries
I just went and called the plug just to get high
Stars in the classroom, stars in my head I
Meet me in the bathroom open

is that band at
Im sipping on fancy
This is wockhart not no brandy
I feel like an alien sometimes lookin at my face
She only know me by the alias still

Young a real shooter step back clips wit ranges too
Space coupe off to Mars gang surrounded by stars lil shawty you know I can't fuck with You
Told that

First things first, yeah, I thought you were a fan
You breezed right by and you let that shit ran
Runnin' like a track star, boy you won't get

time them wolves come around
I ain’t hear a sheep
And every so-called progressive
Treat Democratic presidencies
Like eight years of sleep
I’m just saying

the trunk
Five star restaurant
I know I'm the man
Henny spillin on my hand
Got a baddie out in France
All my girls got bands
All my girls got a man
Yeah I

from my nigga, so called a Uber
Got dropped off, hit 5 five stars, he was the coolest
But not the cleanest, but at least he played my music 
(Huh,

false fans, a couple bands, a rented private jet for some promo from World Star
It's gotta be other perks that's left
My line of work has low demand

pass me by
And my drink never dry
 
I got that new car feeling
That fast lane chillin'
With a new daiquiri called "Let us Free"
It costed $9.93
Tell that

stay calm
The bluegrass band a' thumpin' I sang along
Her body swayin' by the bar all alone
She came to me and took me tight by the arm, and said lets

I'm selective bout who I step with
Shout my collective we've got an
Objective to take over
They've gotta respect it

Surrounded by goats
So that

Sip wine 'till I feel fine burn some tree, it's alright
Let's see where the night leads you and me, it's alright
Looking back, where to begin
Star

the verse
Stay sharp like spurs
All I do is shine, no murk
No dark, I constructed this from the heart
Instructed by my father since the start
I depart

fucked her first night it was just an entanglement
Keep it serious like ref called a flagrant
Packing her up if she move like a basic bitch
Phone ringing

me
Why'd you try to run away with it?
Now, they robbed every scrap of me
To be haunted by a soul that breathes
Ooh

Meet that man, a glass of wine

far
Even Per'c think it happened fast, now I'm a star
She asked me how you pull off in the whip no key in there
She got distracted by my face and called

Anointed by my Yah, so there's a lot up on my plate
Saw the stars up at my feet, I guess they just came down to hate
Joseph always in his feelings, hanging

on the beat, no seizure
I'm not a pop star, Justin Bieber
I ain't got a heart of gold but you ain't got a good one either
Back to the days I called my dealer

on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
 
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but

Against All Odds

Conflict

Against All Odds

2000

Resist every move they make by fulfilling our own hearts 

Not by backing off and dropping out, get in there for a start 
If you're looking for some

(oi), a bloody dying man (oi)
Haji was alone (oi) and abandoned by his band (oi)
Trevor was there fading (oi) and still so full of hate (oi)
When

F-C-dm-Bb [Clean Version]

RKVC

West Coast Drug

2016

band, now we're best friends.
Hope you're getting by alright with your backup plan.
You're living for the weekend, I forgot what day it is.
Would've