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now (Is the floor)
I need to slow down, cuz' everyday I pour
Got money, I'm still poor
I sip it when I'm low now
Lil' boy talking tough, but I swear

birdy
I can get wock by litre but I don't sip drank
Never thought my nigga would snitch but he did that
Cat Gucci shoes with some cargos man it's mix

Wickman, bitch
Like what
These niggas done started some shit, man

They don't know
I really do this

He tried to get low
But wasn't fast enough
I catch 'em

Stay With Me

Mr. Lil One

Tha 13th Skorn

2001

the mix.
You and me alone in the night? Shit.
Climaxin, body bakin, makin me high like Toni braxton.
Askin questions will I ever mention any lil secret?
I

by myself And I'm cool just with that I don't need no one else
Ain't going to no hoe house I can't get complacent
Ancestors was slaves, I need master

caught up and I steady miss em
Lil Nigga get low
This shit could get cold
Niggas losing they soul
Why I'm pour that 4
It's all that I know
Jah finna pass

love being all by my lonely and matching myself, cause only in I who I trust
Copped me a zip and said fuck it and went made music on behalf of the buds

3,2,1 Go
Go ahead pour me some mo'
Henny and the Coke
Mix it with the smoke
That shit got me low
Bitch I, take off like a rocket
Astronaut bitch I got

Swear I wasn't living right, I had to go get my digits right
I was fucked up doing petty crimes
Dropped me my head, I was fucked up in my feelings

could tell by your tone that you a lil tipsy (What)
I would call you my own if things were lil' different (Love)
I try to capture the vibe it's like my

on my wrist call that old times/

Fendi the pants now my belt high/
I been good on my own Iv'e been getting by/

Why you hate on the low you a damn spy/

committed
I told that lil bitch I'll be gone by tomorrow
And most of these niggas is false
They stuck in they ways and ain't making no calls
But still I be

you spin through this bitch, you won't make it out surgery
Look, we get a low, we start purgin' Poppin' out Everybody demons till we bring them choppers

shot tryna get a lil loose
Late nights in the Stu y'all still hit snooze
Work work work ion take no breaks
Big bank by the case only money I chase
Like

get a helping hand couldn't get a shoulder
To Lean on,  so I put the lean in the soda
Fucking with the  snakes pythons, and the cobras
Real Htown niggas

'em go and snitch
I was servin everybody meds like a pharmacist
I get that money by any means
I get that paper it's coming clean
Every ain't always

It was three of us young broke boys in the cut
One was full of love
One don't get enough
Me I'm in the middle just a youngin feeling stuck
I don't

My lil' bitch pop X and O's
Green and white like Mexico
Texas nigga, cross the border
Get my work from

You speak, you broke, then that's a no
I

get with me I know by ya hook'n
Most of these bitches dat stay on da internet askin' for money i know they just hookin'
Keep dat lil pussy
Proly be

Come wit some problems, know K get it dealt
Third person K talking, he do by himself
Took like two bands, I spent that on a belt
If I knew any better,

me locked in
Even mom said I be merkin all my verses
My lips hurtin doc certain cuz I spit acid
When I bend a bad bitch over know she get a lil ratchet

plus another 6
And if then maybe I won't be in the mix
Dropin the bombs let's all come along
If you wanna get ready to ride
Not be know the way I be

Pullin up 4 hoes in da whip 

44 wit a clip 
We see 5-0 get low in da whip 

I was sick of being broke nigga
So went n got some coke nigga 
Iron on me if

for a dollar
You won't get a quarterback.
Uh, that's as real as it gets
Everything happens for a reason and I'm still in the mix
So hit my line if you