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now it's like a trip to a dentist
'cause they're out here pullin' teeth
Besides, have you seen all
The comments I get?
Constantly being belittled

You always gonna be the one that got away oh why
I ain't really wanna say goodbye oh no I
Realize this bed so cold these nights why 
We had to go our

Mercedes no
Teeth they flexing ice bars are cold like Lil Baby woah
Phone be ringing 2am now she send me booty bro
Thirsty for the bands Mr. Krabs she be

out shirtless
Enemies leave in hearses, with My Verses
It's the don
Mr. I get done
You fucking with Dinero, not Just anyone
So Macho, filled with

can't drive
I just need your throat baby don't make me cryyy
Every time she throw it back it beep, beep, beep
Her lil pussy got a mohawk make it look like

Saint Laurent hypocrite lens
Mr. Mullah you driving a Benz, uh (okay)
While people, they diving in bins
Ooh, I might just fuck up my mood, uh
I might just

Now she asking questions bout
Who else the crew done ripped
Bitch please! don’t ask me shit about me
Bitch I’m Veeh Lil’Monsterpull
And you see I’m icy

niggas they for the streets
What I sow know I always will reap
You ain't my level capiche

Bow down I'm royalty lil bitch I'm the head I'm the chief
They

sell
And you have the nerve to ask if I'm still doing well

The truth is
I'm fine
I'm feeling better than before
So don't you
Worry
About my feelings

It's Secured

Nas

Grateful [Deluxe Edition]

2017

hustle or death, I reshuffled my deck
I gave myself a good hand
Probably ran through a hundred million
Per decade, I'm not phased
And I could spot you

SoSo
Now we cooking up crack by the boatload
Got hella beat packs for the low low
And I came here to shit on you niggas
Don’t slide in my dm and ask for

Lay of the Last Tinker

Donovan

For Little Ones

1967

I can see by your eyes you're a good man,
And the sparkle of the ring on your hand.
You have a muzzled dancing monkey,
A little cup in a hairy hand.

like miss piggy
If you looking for me i'm probably jacking or rapping
Or up in the Hills with Lil Jiggy
I'm the one that get it hot in the city
I feel

sir)
In the sand
I'll get you washed up in the sand
How many damns do I give
Zero divide by six
I don't give a damn, if she don't got bands
She don't got

calories (Like)
Like I'm back in fifth grade cuz I had Mrs. Maury (For music)
You can call me gentleman, after she please me I thank her (Like)
Ak made him

Lil Durk know where he stay (Lil Durk know where he stay)
He'll be dead by the next day (he'll be dead by the next day)

Fuck nigga, you don't want

Why the fuck you ain't famous lil Nigga
Cause niggas is hoes
We stacking bread lil Nigga my niggas yeah we too official
Swear niggas be actin
Niggas be

about how we flood the town
Smoking by the zip I think we need another pound
Fronto soaked down bout to roll another now
With some bitches in the city

York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by

I'll be Mr. Deeds
I was indeed, at peace whenever I been overseas
I oversee you under look, so I've been under booked
Get more in spirit than in dollars,

eyes)
I couldn't do this shit all by myself
Yeah, thought you was different (No, no, no)
Yeah, thought you would be my Mrs. (Yeah)
Now, I'm just waitin'

took me by surprise
And if I say it back to you, I can't look you in the eye
I don't want to lose you, I don't want to confuse you
I guess that this is

hearing name
They would get them a ticket by offering brain
But I ain't like Autumn! no it's not the same
Coming to me and you hoping I change
Well I

I’m real nice
Mr Spectacular running past the green light
Hustle til my feet hurt homie if you speak first
Let me know the outcome I put your shit