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(Damn)
In my city I'm a legend
You all owe me favors they lead to Vegas
We still mobbin' for these Oakland Raiders
She fell in love with Yola
She fell in

Black And Ugly

Rapsody

Laila’s Wisdom

2017

on a thousand
Black-bottom Jordan's
My soul black as organs
Of chain smokers in churches that sang hymns to organs
Ol' bae, looking for love but I can't

hard nigga like the bass line
No iphone but she love to do the face time
You don’t trap for real, you do it part time
Hope you got yours pussy nigga

tripping about a old nigga, when you got me feeling like a side nigga for ya?
You got me fuck up, you got me messed up
I'm tryna love you better, I'm tryna

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

Hold up hold up
If you got change for a Dollar
In your pocket right now
Then it's time to exit the club
If you've been sipping out the same cup
Since

Hold up hold up
If you got change for a Dollar
In your pocket right now
Then it's time to exit the club
If you've been sipping out the same cup
Since

Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very

Baby who are who you is shawty 
I seen you from far I know you want me
23 Micheal Jordan If i shoot I'm scoring 
Shawty can't stand that loves me

Take care of granny, she up in the hills
I won't see her stressing and tripping bout bills
You know when I love you, that shit you can feel
Can't pour

cake but I just ask for a crumb
I come through just like Dollar Bill
It's a player in this club
Everywhere I go, haters show me love
Activist in these

as a hill
Stilettoes
Pumps
In The
Club
Bad
Bitches
Showing
Love
Keep it
Real
I don't
Judge
I'm making preparations just for greatness
Cut off the snakes I

Rich

Kirko Bangz

Rich

Tired of hiding my face
Man
I'm Tired of getting no love, tired of hitting the club
When I know I got work to do, how come I ain't heard from you

I’m thinking god

(Yah dig)

You know you know ima floss

(You know)

You know I be switching up Jordan’s 

Bitch You know that I ain’t finna argue

We mix our tears with blood
No clock will stop for us
It ticks by
We fight as hard as we love
We’ve got a vicious love

[Verse 2]
When I go out alone

wanna love you
This way forever
If you let me I'll be by your side
Just let me show you

Yeah, she was a drug dealer's dream
Shake me good credit for

the dummies aside
Acting like we ain't bout to control the club
Don't you know I'm that guy?
Trust, that roof, I'm always gon' blow it up
So I smoke it up
Smell

the hills
Grip on the wheel
For the trip that's so real
We flip, can you feel
We pop the clip and the seal
Now how the fuck you figure you
Can handle what

& This is like Kanye West through the wire
I Mix this shit up like it's jambalaya
I splash everyday I need new atire
My weed get dropped off by an Uber

love me for the vibes for the Ones that wanna get to know me
Made by the mess thats why I reach the masses
Started out as a street scholar now I got my

Mike
Chel Jordan
Flow so complex its not for them
Bars so hard, it knock you over
Turn around and make a Nigga act sober
Watch
Roll up to the club in my

the gas so it
Might be a lil' generous
I c's like a class, nigga, read the syllabus
You and a bitch
Tell me what the difference is
I mix the Viv' red rag

Always keep it ten, Trade yo life for a halo, halo
Wavy wavy, Bitch you cant play me
Riding in the club, Blue strips no Pennies
Daily daily, Bitch I get it

love
Tired of hitting the club when I know I got work to do
How come I ain't heard from you? (god damn)
Okay, I see how you doing when a nigga got money