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her
We aint got s**t, don't ask me why I hustle
Why you sittin on ya a**, no excuses for your struggles
Da block wide open, da click house bubbles, da

her
We aint got s**t, don't ask me why I hustle
Why you sittin on ya a**, no excuses for your struggles
Da block wide open, da click house bubbles, da

don't get caught out of bounds
Fucking round with them fuck-a-rounds, get your body found
I'm so up in a league of my own. I'm trying to be like Jay
I

they still gone hate
That's why I'm ridin by myself
Turned it up a notch I don't need no fuckin help
Baby roll that pack up smokin top shelf
Tryna run

don't age they can't keep me caged

Back now they told me take it easy yuna
Apply the pressure bro there ain't no easing it up
And we stay pressed

Don't worry
I'll get out of your life, so don't worry
Yes, I'm gonna miss you for a while
But don't worry
I'll be fine soon, so don't worry
I'm sure

not know a thing
To the people in power imposing this pain on the bipoc, you should be ashamed
Holding them down with your ball and your chain 
Land

and Your music beat!, Don´t be settle about what we have and see, It was your wathword, Always going beyond Kissing your soul, It's like when the wind flows

last play…
Is gone be your last play
Gotta cherish the moment
If I were you I'd tend to my checks and balances
Liable you'll stop with the malice and see

only half of your age
So the question remains, and it ain't even how
Got that Verizon flow, are you hearing me now?
Word to Wasalu, they was saying my

on my dolo when your dad looks like big Bojo
And your Mum, she looks like Big John
But I'm still Inbetweener legs
Tell her spread em', I'll be there in

to Uranus
Kill or be killed that's my message in a bottle
Always stay strapped not a message that's my motto
Kidnapped by the game I got that Stockholm 
Never

I'm movin' real how I feel, I turn niggas to ghosts
These rumors have it, don't kill me, don't get up your hopes
I stay ready and my wrist steady

finna see my shorty with the money that I gained
Put a girl beyond my art before I couldn't entertain
I'm ashamed, usually a nigga is more tame
But

Joe knows I’m no regular Paisano
Dhawn Línen, donned linen not gon wear no Ferragamo
From shalom to csókolom your homeys known to be bizarre
Although

around me
Miles under be damned if I'm drowning
Opened your soul with my heart called me childish
Wont get no high like wit you I stay grounded
Gold on my

as them, don't lose heart

O Just a while, until we earn our own keep
They guard the way 
But soon we'll hold all the keys

O They laud your pen
'Til when it

brother intimidated by colors
Is it real? The story of the knowledge John Yakub discovered
Thank Ya for saving us through his son. I thank Yah that I'm

not 27 but who cares? 
I wanna pig out with fat Elvis 
And listen to John Lennon swear 
Maybe I don't wanna be a rockstar 
Maybe I just wanna have fun

Nicole Wray talking:
(um) You know (um)
i don't know what's up with this cat (um)
but i know--i know he's gonna be mine (um)

Missy Elliot:
yes i'm

me out, at the ripe old age of 105
But then it was back to closet and the bag food for your ol' pal Jorgette
He was pretty - sorry, she - was pretty

told me don't quit it
Age like fine wine, no sky will be my limit
Go with my gut, never listen to a critic
Besides, I see better in the dark like I'm

Put my diamonds on
Watch them piss in the stall
Don't nobody be checking on me so
I don't care about y'all

Ball on a nigga, I ball harder than John

you gon say you grown when you can act your age
I put them little racks in my bag and i got on my way
Imma call up yabbie for this hoe if this shit get