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feelings baby; I just play it smart
In the light or in the dark
Even if its sweet
Even if its tart
I don't have a lot of time to waste
When I get my plate
I

And you can tell by the swag so you know it's us
Beat the beat talkin cocky I want my wrist rocky
Pockets on Sumo looking kind of stocking
I see her

those bitches on activist
Blazing loud u can hear it from the corridor (Woo)

Scoop with the swag
Pablo with the plug
My squad tyred up
Your bih wanna

where hes at? gotta find the way
bust my ass so grind all day finally drop the hate
by the way ok so damn with it 걸어
damn with it runnin 매일 같이 summer처럼

praying for the time that I take my last
That hate so played out
Might as well lay it down
I've been impressed with your progress you taking over the whole

like halo
Send em where the prays go Stussy hat or Kangol
Don't uppercase the case load just hit the lick and lay low
Big homies hate the sentiment but

Whee I see like four or five dad ones 
I'm tryin' to reel in right now
Boy on fleek man I'm tellin' you 
I see ya girl

Yeah women runnin' in my

the status
But you never let me down
So I let you work your magic

I remember swag surfin' on a party boat
Rum punch, turnt up
Then we docked by the river

belts around your neck
Scrolling every morning, hold your breath
Electric dates swiping left
Cybergirls selling love never feel the real flesh
You hate

out his glory
Let's have a methozine parade
Going up by elevate copy swag, they recreate
Pockets need to lose weight
Don't try us we retaliate
Retaliate

just bought a whip, it's fresh off the aisle
A niggas pocket fat, and my credit up
I know they hate to see it, i ain't letting up
Pieces all black like

Emotions Bottled up
Still dont give no fuck
Im in my bag im stuck
Got tired of running it up
Feel like im out of luck
Why you acting tough
Play with

tvoje rty
Dával mi na výběr - já nebo my
Jeho žár popálil všechny květy

A tak nech mě kurva bejt
Neser se do lidí mých
Radši budu snášet hate
Než být

Jaw Jackin

V.I.C.

Beast

2008

the choppa ???
Haters wanna mug, because they hate me
It's what she think of, until she met me
I met her at the club around 2:15 and by the quarter past 3 she

She keeps on passing me by
Cause she thinks she's so fly
Ultra sly tactics can't dash the practiced
I've met my match in crafty packaging
She can't

Killing men women children thinking you savage na
Your just average yea
Put'em in the duffel bag 
Burn'em up think you swag
Out with the tag
He got

the juice 
I like that line 
Some hate and some live
I'm just living proof 
As far as the drip
I'm just drenched in truth 
Swag
But tell me what's good
What's

tonight
Brought to you by
The one and only Cat Pound


Thinkin' it's a game? Then act like professional
You gon' love my flow like Kurtis Blow loves

these Niggas, yeah these niggas know Me,

Never been hiding, yeah boy I Been laying lowkey riding, 4's by My face, you know that we is Tied in,
Boy don't

packup (packup)
Me launda hu sabse hard
Aggressive thoughts se bana mera swag
Kahi kuch, value chupa tah blood me
Haan me warrior, born with a rage
I feed

the conversation
Discharged into
Vandalistic stupification

If you project your hate on me
You can expect the same from me
I'm not a christian
Don't forgive

Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like "yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that

Yeah
New York ain't dead
It came back to life in the apocalypse
I done seen too much by fourteen to be an optimist
'Round late registration

it crashes
She used to she used to hate that I'm a rapper yeah
Now she say my voice attractive yeah
When she see me I look flashy yeah
When I see