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it, homicide on anybody siding with it
I am Richard Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit
I get excited by the shit that you liking
'Cause you

eyes low I'm solo
Stupid Lil nigga stuck in cycles
I swear I've gone psycho tryna find the right path for this shit
I'd probably hit a lick if I didn't

arenas
Fleeto is hot some like jalapenos
Smooth like a Jackson, I go by Lil Tito
I just wanna run up bands with my amigos
R2S, no this more like the sequel

baby diapers
That’s why when the babies grow up damn they be like us
I came a long ways from rhyming up in crazy cyphers
Man I’m so happy my lil’ brother

make
Her do what it do

I'm chopping real game, other niggas is goose
And when I pass by the bitch
She gon' know we the truth

We brought base in your

flip those
I'm the boy, case closed like a flip phone
I just wanna skrt off, in a Lambo
All by myself, like Commando
Boy i go hard, like Rambo
You know i

my heart broke (Ohh)
Thought that you were gonna stay oh no (Ohh)
So I'm out here on my own
And I kno I gotta Stay Vlone
I stay Vlone
I told a lil

Lil momoma so fire I ain't gonna lie
Can't help but stare every time she walks by
Shape just right yeah she my type
Worth more than a dime she's

Break Me Off

Big Tymers

Lights Out

2000

on a lincon on robbers
Lookin' for the finest dime, to wine and dine
Later on I'm tryin' to climb behind ya spine
Hold up lil mama, slow ya ass down
Pick it

gotta be 
Sticking to those codes I’m living by the streets

Coming up it was hard nigga
Where dem shottas turn yo partna into hog chitterlings
Stop all

My gang gotta have it 
They supposed to be here with me
Sliding through traffic
But I'm like damn 
I lost my lil bro in a jam 
Car flip over drunk

Yeah, we talkin' bout Act'
I got like all of the shit that you lack
I see a lil' money and get that itch I'm kinda addicted, something like crack
I'm

fuckin' feature, I'm taxin
Yeah, if you not payin' shit, why you askin'?
Yeah, I think I want a Porsche or an Aston
Yeah, and they left me all by myself,

B-Boyz [Bonus Track]

Birdman

Kiss the Ring [CD/T-Shirt] [Deluxe Edition]

2012

brother
Keep that pistol by me like my lovely momma
Hot as the summer, cold as the winter
Stay on them charts, I heard that they plotting my timber

tried me
Got they booth smoked (Ha ha ha)
Y'all niggas play these bitches too close
I'm calling plays
He ain't shootin' with that
Seven like he Kukoč

hard
Man y'all know
I'm hard
Man y'all know
I'm hard
Man I'm going harder on my hardest shit
Harder than I ever order it
Y'all lil niggas be tripping

4 Your Eyez Only

J. Cole

4 Your Eyez Only

2016

back, family dressed in black
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside, it's hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat
Her mama be stressing me like I

Rider

Trouble

Edgewood

2018

(locked in)
No, you don't need that, how you rollin' in that hot Benz? (ah, ah)
36, 34 lil' momma goddam 
Find out you just want be loved by a hood nigga

Why niggas really so concerned with how I'm movin'
I use my head, no I ain't never moving stupid
Money talk and I just really speak it fluent
You

high that's why I'm not present
Walk in smell like gas, it's unpleasant
She wanna know the vibe, we catching
Creep in his crib play peek a boo
See that

and Josh
No wonder why the police on your block hot
You got shot, let me shoot you in the same spot
I got money but I'm still on that same block
Caught

Ofn, haaaa
See you tryna Fuck and I'm just tryna tell u I just want sum head
Aww you with yo friend I'm by myself it's a  threesome instead
Bitches

And at ya funeral, I don't why they
Sing this little light of mine
Cause I dim that i'm on that stem that
Weezy get from Cam & the Dip-Mats
Y'all can't get

Lot on my mind I must admit it
On my grind on my business
On my grind I'm finna kick flip
Calculating I been a misfit
When. I start to thumbing she