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the fun out
It feel good like walking along the beach when the sun out
My time about to run out
My albums called Rocking Chair Theory, y'all
You need to buy

army don't know you niggas y'all some maggots
I'm going back to normal I was switching up the flow
My lil potna told me that I gotta get it with no hoe

a movie
It just starting up
Makin em' wait like an album by Uzi
As the intro plays seems so gloomy
Second act it warms up like a jacuzzi
Introduce the beast

in fucking Harvard with this new shit
My grandma let her life pass her by and eighty years later she still feels regret
And I'm paraphrasing but she

backfired
She look me the eyes I can tell she admire
That I feel my success is dire
Depression in the air got feeling expired
I just hit blunt and sip a lil

directly, won't defy me
Write the longest essay, where's my diary?
Tell her how I feel, my brain's rewinding
Through the ups and downs, this track is windy

Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism 
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts 
It’s too hot up in the kitchen 
Had

plenty desires
She like it, I'm elite
Got new money, new water, yeah, sticks wit me Peter Parker, yeah
She love when I flip it out
Yeah, I really invented

this far
They told me they was fam but did me like Uncle Scar
Looking at wolves and sheep and couldn't tell them apart
Isolated by the world, cast out

Welcome to the South

Lil' Flip

G Unit Radio, Pt. 7: King of New York

2007

To The South

Lil Flip:
I'm The King, It Ain't No Mystery, So Fuck Ya'll Niggas Dissin' Me
I'm Goin' Down In History, I'm Leavin' With A Victory
Yo' Baby

you hear it?
Put my soul into this shit tell me can you feel it?
Growing up was tough living in the trenches 
Praying for my sisters, they lil bro

uh, when that case close
(Case close)
See me in my city countin' pesos (Pesos)

Call up lil' brody, we gon' flock them
(Flock, flock)
Ayy, keep

to you lil bitch, I smell an opp in you
Swear that if you try at me my nigga he gon' get at you
I feel like the general, hoe, all this water on me
I was up

the government got nothin' to do with it
Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes
Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone
Me and my baby

fecal
Or we can flip shit and fucking get real
We can build and let others know the feel
We can share the story of our deal
How protests without consent

this we flip the roles have me harassing you
We gon take it to the suburbs not my avenue
And we gon move into your town and claim revenue
Probably pull

fuckin' bet it
On yo bottom dollar and yo fucked up credit
I feel like I just walked in the stadium
Threw me up 81
Came in some labias
Ain't shit to say

I turn your bitch to a
I turn your bitch to a bird
Follow my word

Why these hoe flocking like bird
And you bugging lil' nigga
You know your pockets

flip a lil nigga I'm the chef guy
Rippin that mufuckin clip till I get tired
Ima jus pull out the Wraith today
I put this shit on and I walk out the spot

zone cant nobody beat me
Bitch we comin like terry nd lil Meech
And if you ain't got an appointment we can't meet
you ain't got an appointment we can't

have to do a bid if she left me, I forgive
Twerking, got a fatty in this bitch doing butt flips
Way she roll her hips make her body look like Sun Chips

if this is love baby
But it sure feels like it might be
Girl I got something to tell ya
Baby will you be my wifey
Tell me whatchu really want girl
Baby

in a coma
I'm super paid, 2 shows a day
My rollie gold, no time to waste
What it do Berg, my fuckin' brother
Keep that pistol by me like my lovely

Mighty Good [Bonus Track]

Rick Nelson

Greatest Hits [Prism]

1997

to me

Now when you tell me that you love me so
It thrills my heart uh honey don't ya know
That when you're in my arms oohoo
It feels mighty good to me