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then I don't fu*k with ni**as.
Cause everyday is a new reason, not to trust a ni**a.
Count on one hand the ones ain't switch,
That's just a couple

packed up and ready to go

You wanna be free
The baby stick with me
I'll show you what love can mean

Our feet in the sand
With you just holding hands

gonna twist
gonna shout
We’re Gonna let it all out Turn that small town
Big sound music up loud

Ooh wee
Do it with me
Clap your hands And stomp your feet

to pick up their weapons
Ripping wings feather by feather from the backs of his angels
Caught a glimpse of the heavens then dragged off by hooks through

Out by Redan road where they really known for taking shit 
Really tote them drakes and shit
Posted up with apes and shit 
You ain't on that hot head

bring my gumption
I'm on the rise like I'm hot up in the oven
Either way, I'm getting bread by the dozen
Niggas all up in they cars just
Bumpin

the rain and piss you off your hands are shaking
Day by day
Week by week
Month by month
Year by year
Never changing
If you want make a stand you better not

lord, got that good hope in my veins
Guiding me, where I know
He's right by me
It's here up down, up down, up down, feel like giving up now
But no, that

falling for me like she gone drown 
Step in the pool, and let your hair down 
We play by different rules, get a head count 
Turn up the music go ahead

Yeah

Should I let go
And just give up
On something that I work so hard for
It's the timing
But the time flies by so quick
I can't even keep my eyes

I'm a thief and Imma get it right
Got a hunned milli by the night
And I just dont quit
Told a dealer gotta fit it tight
Yeah the diamonds finna cost

Yo
Look
I done seen so many people done changed
Load up the drakes and pull up in a range
We be like curry extending the range, they falling asleep

name is Iverson
I lost my ring, but I'm trying man
What if police started dying man?
Up in the streets, where they fire man
By any means, I'm a Malcolm

yeah you stabbed in the back
Switched up twice no you never coming back
Been told by a lame nigga i don't keep it stack
But now focused on myself and how

up with shells when it come to beef
We dumping shells, no Saved By The Bell, but my tires screech
Watch out for 12, 'cause we hot as hell, let's make

to south alive
I looked back up at the youth
He took out a knife and was surrounded by
What could've been ten or a thousand guys either way
We're out

since then playing my part
Life’s going by like Neptune, take it in no test tube
Blessed up, spittin at you, some of these old lines vault shit little

Rose above those deeds
Only the money washed up
Hands so clean

Punch into the dirty work
And Box with the early birds
That cop when i fly by
To drop off

Try it won't happen
Woke up today
Shook a few hands
And it felt really fake
I go
Clear out my mind
Cus I
Just need my space
Now
Leave me alone
When I

of the night
You said you'd be, but you're never by my side
Got me fucked up in the middle of the night yeah

You got me fucked up in the middle of the night
You

gang turf rich folks don’t share first got planned parents don’t need birth got prayers out and don’t see church hands up and they shoot first another

But you pulled the safety out just in time
We were lighting up the city so bright
That's when you grabbed me by the waist line
Told me I just cant hold

they ran his ass up outta town
Don’t really like that you been stressin I can tell that you been crying
Even though we been distant imma be right by yo

would miss
You failed yourself and you failed your kids
Wasting money on knock off tims
Rolling up
Rolling up by the witch house
Rolling up
Rolling up by