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it when you calling my phone
Sick of waiting on me when I ain’t home
Losing track of all this time in my zone
Trying to push it through the highs

I move like a freight train over these tracks
Run through you like wet doodle
That's what I'm doin'
Shittin' on niggas, perform bowel movements
Who

here, it's not by accident
Grab my pen and done my analysis
And here's what I found
You suck dick for a record deal
Painted nails don't flex appeal
Some

I remember now 
Yeah I remember now 
I was feeling so Brazy 
Yeah I was feeling down 
No I wasn't be lazy 
It's just that juice I downed 
And now I

know I did
Got three-hundred pounds in the spot 
And they all disappeared, you know where they went (what?)
Ain't worried about a ho tellin' her best

hot
That's just what I do now
With the blood and the sweat and I'm losin' my breath
But I don't cool down
I'm just ballin' on you
Yeah, I'm just ballin'

am on the phone
Nigggas in the trap we ain’t picking up the phone
Feds tryna kick the door down
I’m in the trap and I’m whipping so fast
Bang Banging

block and kick in the door
Fuck is he at, I'm killing that whore
Track him by a phone call and I found his digits
Spun that boy on a noose like that boy

And I'm far from the madd rapper but got that John Blaze
Forever out my way, until you swerve in my lane
You throw it up, I knock it down
I'm asking what's

One man
Three roles
One track
One studio with a pen and rhyme pad

One mom
Grandpa
With one dad
Out in santa ynez
Where we all cheers
With a wine

and torn down within
Off the track can I ever get back you tore me down but I never cracked

The future went dark and light faded away
My heart was broken

Though it feels somehow that the door's closed
I saw that you got yourself a man now
Time goes by I wish that I could say how
Much those brief moments

3 songs in a week I don't think that's enough

I'll never put the mic down
Swimming in the lyrics you know I might drown
I ain't ever been to sleep, I

Underground/

I only give you the truth/
Get upset then you gone have to settle down/
Bench press competitors/
No fucks to who I let down/

Forever suckafree,

hit a 3 hour tour like Gillian I heard you nice but bitch I'm a gentlemen
I see opponents and feel the adrenaline show me a rat and I turn into pickle

Dumb [Rudedog Remix]

Tich

Workout Mix: Summer Mix 2013

2013

'll wait all year not gonna move from your front door,
Just calm down, hear me out, starting from now I'll never let you down,

I'll stay by your side

in my Sprite, now I'm in my zone
She took a sip of the cup, she might fuck me to this song

I feel like Lil Durk, close that back door I'll top

Sorry

T.I.

Hustle Music, Vol. 18

it down, this that shit that'll make you call your momma
Say hey I'm sorry for begging for all them clothes you couldn't afford
And this the type

Sorry

T.I.

Trouble Man: Heavy is the Head [Best Buy Exclusive]

2012

it down, this that shit that'll make you call your momma
Say hey I'm sorry for begging for all them clothes you couldn't afford
And this the type

to my fears
Told might take a couple of years
You had to feel to struggle
You had to work through the cold, down to the bone, down to my soul
I swear i

Yeah
Grime
Yall know
I been down too long, pain in every song
Painting every track wtih facts about the struggles dog
Stresses in my life got to much

to get you to go but you pussy whipped
Try to cool me down but I'm a eat em up
I'm a pull a jedi knife full [?] the ignorance
Drunk driving, weed smoking

to get you to go but you pussy whipped
Try to cool me down but I'm a eat em up
I'm a pull a jedi knife full [?] the ignorance
Drunk driving, weed smoking

But just give me, just give me thirty-seven dollars and you can have that

If I could fly
I would probably never come down
With all of the bullshit