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the back do wit Gloves on 
You can't go in
Is it covid
Approaching or locusts
Glock 19 toting 
On QuaRANtine till Further notice
Days seem the longest
Like

the path
CLB, I get a heart with the fade, got me moving like I'm Drake
How you still stuck in your ways? Six months since we parted our ways
Tough talk when

Turning the tables
Unlimited horsepower never going back in the stables
Unstable
We mix genres like six hundred tangled cables
Exposing truth no fables

the six caught up in the mix
So you better watch your mouth dawg
Talk slick get hit dumb bitch
For real for real
Back to the basics back to the pavement
I

Inspired by the memories of niggas we won't see again
Me and Skinny back on a winning streak again
Things I felt for her shit I had to learn to keep it in
I

on the grammys by the dozens if not the hundred just keep em coming

As the Day turns to night
I get high then I ghost
Try to float over the lows
And it's not even

tellin' me not to do it
Imitated by a bitch, better at the dream that you're pursuin
They know I'm at the top, but never give me my creds

You know they

all day
I know i'm a thug (Thug) (Yah)
Ghost reaper i can feel your evil intentions
Aquafina fuck me like i'm not a loner
My music hit like a thunder

That's all I worried about didn't give a shite about me da
I'm living by myself now I can do what I please
3-Day bender no surrender I got drink and got

dream chasing
I been gettin' money since a teenager
Stick dirty, pop dirty but got clean paper

Pop me a G6 and now my jaw lockin'
Draco on me this bitch

to give a lil flavor
You mix and it's sweet
This time around took the path more resistant to feel it
That's why I been fighting my sleep
Cornered by walls

and Fifties yeah no none for you
Some of these women they jumpin and jumping around kangaroo
Count up a check and I times it by two if I'm going ghost then

twisted cause I'm rappin I'll still hit me a lick
They gave me 6 I didn't switch and I'm still in the mix
Off balanced by a bitch got um
Throwing a fit

I just robbed my favorite fiend wit a p-90
Told dawg to pass the mix to lock the brick it was a little slimy
I just sold all k roll I feel a little

I'm reaching that OG status
These young hoes be at it
My niggas get active
We smashing a six pack in traffic
Used to be Reggie rotation I know man that

tell on lil matty get killed (stretched up)
I gotta go get the bag
Run up a milli then move like a ghost
The b'ness goes bigger lil matty a pro
The team

yo blood flow
Situation sticky get like Ricky you smell gun smoke

Cruising down in Calabasas v6 engine 4 by 4
Did it for the music he thinking he

Murder Made Easy

Outlawz

Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean]

2000

concerned by far
Spit six bars like gem-star, stitches, and scars
Niggaz dry snitchin, yo they intuition bizarre
Picture me starved
Without a partner, pitchin

skatin' sippin' forties
With Bayani on the nano with a Microsoft recorder, yeah

Swan dive down my mama up at Swedish
Hit the hill the first day

Where Itz Goin Down

Twiztid

Freek Show

2000

Do the math muthafucka, you can't see the mix?
We don't die, we mutiple with the triple 6
Mersalist territory worldwide
Ridin' down your bitchass

Cold Beer and Cigarettes

David Bazan

Fewer Moving Parts

2006

And nobody wants it to rain
But God isn't listening
So all of the windshields glisten
The water and oil mix
Causing the fire to spread
To five or six

Sweet Fire of Love

Robbie Robertson

Pure Rock [Universal]

2009

And didn't we call upon the spirits
And didn't we fall together
And didn't we die for love

Days on the run
Nights in hiding
Hoping that you were

sticks 
Got ran down by a blacked out whip me myself on a bike with Titch 
Spit real life when a do it it’s potent fuck knows how I got caught in the mix

and was raised, In place
Where its hot in the shade
Like ninety six degrees almost every single day
We Lighting up my green
And  then I pass it