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the plug but I know when it’s hot
And y’all welling
All y’all niggas straight telling
Fraud niggas y’all fake felons
Y’all ain’t got no F on your records

white
Cause i'm excused, my future never was too bright
But who would've knew i'd be lucky enough to
Get a record deal and pursue my musical tube site

where nobody should be
Cause I know my team and they would do the same for me
Every day I'm trying ain't easy as it seems
I lost friends but it only made

guard that
Don't nobody want you when yo' ass is broke flat
Yeah nigga all that, we livin' in a cruel world
It's rough in the ghetto but we put family

But I am not a regular kid (nope)
And I can not remember shit that I did
Cause my memory's shit
Looking back at my life, oh god. Kinda hard to face

to make the best but I still don't know
Why I try so hard but it feels so cold
I just make the same mistakes like, "oh no"
Tears roll down my face so slow
I

the mistake
I thought I found some people Whod smile by the smile on my 
Face
But they either frown or it's fake
Then hop in the my way and take all they

ticket
Shitted on reality for fantasy produced (by tact)
Mr Rough-records
On a real island yo ass won't be whilin' and smilin'
Who's the character?

like a Tee wit a stain
I’ll be here forever thats day after day
So no need to wait I’m missing this plane
I’ll hold em in Texas and poke on her face
Then

into a mansion
Tryna turn I can't afford it to a fortune
Tryna turn the page and see my face up on the Forbes list
Look I'm from where flexing gets your

it's time to get ill I pour it on my face
Monkey tastes def when you pour it on ice
Come on y'all it's time to get nice
Coolin' by the lockers getting

about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used

Drama

Ghostface Killah

Apollo Kids

2010

punk heat
I make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys
But I ain't wettin' that
I don't wanna send nobody back, violently, fakin' that
Promise

paint 
We can go for ice cream saying sweet nothings 
She’d probably like my quirks but if not a super sport
I’ll grab a hammer like I’m Lester for that

For the record, this has been my place
It's so easy now to be replaced
Has my patience been misunderstood?
But just call me and I'll be there for

you with the right one
I light the match run
Exclusive premier record breaking
Im in a hot zone
Gas me up
Nobody better than us
I explode like a bomb

gotta shake you to the ground
But just give me, huh, what I know is mine
People do you hear me, just gimme the sign
It ain't much I'm asking, if you want

was the downside
Bun the limelight, want enlightenment then I might die
No I won't die, but not gonna lie at times it'll cross my mind
I'll be alright,

other rappers
Talking about the caps
They peel punk, I’ll battle emcees for real
Fuck a record deal when you’re still
Into hip hopping with your country

divided by them drugs we do
A trap that we all stand in side by side but still have not a clue
Decided by the substandard way of life and no shit to do

made the Forbes Cash Kings list
A wave of depression and anxiety for Christmas
But I can never drown, I rose, Kate Winslet
Gassed up, took a quick

100 On the dash up the craft im just racing through
Yeah I like yo bitch, I got mine but ill take her too
Yall been in the same spot for years you

Feelin' This

Big Punisher

Terror Squad

1999

It's on now
Feel threatened by this
T-Squad
T.S.
Takin shit
[ VERSE 1: Armageaddon ]
We 12-cylinder-pushin drug dealer-killers, we feelin this

to conceptualize hatred that would have, if unpacked on my end, given us room to Strengthen on different levels and bases
But That's okay bitch—We still change faces