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you never run from me 
Been By my side through thick and thin 
I get too far out and then you reel me in 
Bring me back to life CPR 
Show me my past

then it's end of story
Take you to a black hole, glory hallelujah
Hang around the villains it'll get gory, barracuda
Okay, I've got to head out for

want what they want geez plug my cause c'est ma vie
How you like me now little world
I like a preach right now little world
You woke up and I'm out

and sour mixture?
Far out the frame in my own pictures
Star whos glow remains in the distance
Only seen on the blackest nights
Feel like I'm the only one

I hop out the Rango, feeling like Django,
Tangle with me get mangled, leave me hanging get strangled
Metal can't chain me, ropes can not hang me

Okay
Late nights to the early morning
Backwoods and my wine imported
This a down payment I'm pouring
Not taking chances with you can't afford it
Yeah

anything to fuck up the project
My youngin rich and damn I'm so proud of you nigga
Me and my gang get with it
Me and my niggas we with it
TYC in the family

em, look out for that black van
Anybody want it, get it popping like a rubber band
Say you got the pull and you too fly, I’ll make you crash land

Don't got much, but I got enough
Keep my shit rolled and my papers clutch
For the days a fuck I can't give
For times spread too thin, tied up in

not gonna clear
Dressed up right in my pain
And I'm out of my tears

Tried to turn the TV on
To get you out of my head
Feeling something deep inside

I wrote my new song on a five dollar bill,
But I won't be able to sing it until,
I get hot on the trail for to pick up the track,
Of the dirty little

I’ll grab the devils hand and start to dance
Bodys in a trance
Hearts in an ambulance
And My head is gone
No way to track
Where it is
Im still a fucking

that
Oh you was in the gym? let me see where that butt at
Give me your time, take out my plaits
Well, right now I got in some braids
Do something strange

This bitch go hard
This aint my first time around the tracks
I built go karts
Young nigga shit 
You niggas old farts
Bag just touched 
It was whole

pay me
Sorry mom, spent tuition class skipping
When in class,in my head past skimming For raps to out class, after class, I'm outkast bumping
Graduated,

turnin they head
They listen to my music but cant holla? Them niggas scared
But its cool wit me bitch you know Lil Boosie be in yo city on yo stage
Do wat

it overnight
If not it's 1-3, promise imma get you right
You can't blame me for the time
I ain't choose what made my life
All I know is
Back when I was

when I borrow my folks' wheels
(But you can't drive) whatever, our van died
(Get a good bike) who I look like, that Lance guy?
I ain't pushing no

but I'm wide awake
It's time to make the donuts by my lonely, we can't hibernate without the cake
I cut a piece and put it up, my nigga, hide

Where your motives lay:
You stand ta ruin in many ways
By these misplaced emotions ya let Get ya led astray...


Ya gregorius!

I see Greg ,  be dead , me

burna I bombard ya track
I get around son but home is where my heart is at
My head spin around the stars n back
Bars intact its a fact that the god can

the fam
In my city I'm stamped
Catch me speeding on the 95 ramp
Heading towards the beach
And I only leave till my pockets deep
Type a hustle you can't

my braas get in gang fights
Hearing alliance yeah I'm part of that
You can't hold me down for long cause i'm too strong for that
I feel like i'm

for the weak
And you got to compete
If you don't then retreat
Think I lost my mind
I cant lose my shine
As the days pass by a nigga keep on tryin
Steady