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don't think ya know me, uh!

Live for luxury and wonderful kicks (Uh-Huh)
Like Money & Chicks (Money & Chicks)
All things that glitter gold is not what

shawty, should dip 
So stuck in the lust, I cannot resist 
You in the pumps! aye
I see that act from the front way
I heard it once, aye
Real Niggas move how

you couldn't get it back
III don't know how to act
You gotta give me some time to relax
I gotta give me some time to unpack
I lost my path, I lost my

play games
Keep my name out your mouth
In the end I'll hear it anyway
So watch your step
Don't act a fool, I'll get up in your way
I hope that this is

it's flowing
Put it so deep, look how you moanin' You love the way it feel, act like you don't
The type of behavior I don't condone I just put it in,

to put my name on my beats, cuz by the
Sound of em they just gon' know that it's me
Aha
Wait a long time just so you can get to running, yeah
You wishing

my balance
Uh
I got a bad bitch with a bad attitude
So I call her a bad habit
Uh
All this money in my pocket and I still don't know what to do with it

city everybody
Get they shit from me
And if it's not from me that means
They got it from my brody

Haters see my music
And they act like
They don't know

Never Quit

I don't even know honey, hold on tight,  when the lightning strike, It's bout to get exciting
I'm just the man, wake your pineal gland,

on a Thot boy
Switch on the glizz pray this bitch Don't jam
Bitch got talent she go do it with no Hands
I know she got a Nigga
She act like she don't got

on mars
So we don’t ever
Give each other space
Keep it real
Can you stand the rain
I know how that shit feel
And I can’t stand the pain
Everyday be chill

like one
I don't know what is true
I don't know how you feel
I don't know how to act
I don't know what is real
And that is a fact (And thats that)
I

I’m only floating through this life
To keep myself safe, it’s how I get by
It’s how I get by yeah, it’s how I get by
Don’t give me a reason to sever

Ayy, the pistol on me, but my vision cloudy
Keep them Glicks around me
He don't know shit about me
Oh, you a rich nigga? Let it hit
Rip through

won't act like myself

It's the time going by too slow
And I know there's a right thing
For me to do
But I just don't know

It's the time going by too

under a spell how you bewitched me (yea yea)
We can take a lil trip you know a couples retreat long as ya
With me right here
With me (yea) by my side I

hella worth it I know
Most will act the part will never really fit the title
Outside they looking in throwing salt at the dream
Never take advice from

Friends

Eric G.

Skin

1991

to the placid
And don't you act two-faced
?Cause jealousy and envy, and you still act friendly
You could find the end and pretend to be

Friends will let you

What, for these junkie motherfuckers?
So you just gon' take his money all day
And treat him like a dog?
How I'm supposed to treat him?
I don't know
But

geeked off these drugs
That I took last year, damn
This a private mansion party
How you get up in here?
(Get up in here? Damn)
I'm gettin' to high by

be blarin' 
But they still can't hear it
My eyes to the sky 'cuz 
I know that we nearin'
The Truth in these lyrics, what? 
You still don't feel it?

They call me O the Big O Oscar Biggs yo
I got your wig twisted back with that slick rap flow
It’s a fact O is a lyrical fatso
Get yo crack Joe

minds
Broken lives
Living the high-life
Everyone wants to know
What's up with touchy-Joe?
The blinds are twitching
As he makes way for Dod Street
Steph

ask myself am I more than the average joe
I've been blessed with a gift naturally
No need for the spliff I could see through the smoke and I don't choke