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So put your ear to the steel rail humming
And catch a glimpse of the other side
And if you're lucky, you just might lose your head

Soon I'll leave

throat
So tell your Bitch guard her head, cause I'll see if she deep throat
They knocked my potential, now I move with momentum "nigga"!

If it's bout

mother
I'm tryin' to tell you when it's on
You gotta keep your head to the sky
And be strong, most of all, hold on

Hold on, be strong! Hold on, be strong!

you who came for my name
Give instrumentals to me i'll turn your hall of fame into shame

Dame time I finish em off and wave em away
Devin Book you

Yeah
Blazing thru the night I'm riding 405  
65 degrees around my Shelby baby
Only thing I'm missing is you sitting by my side 
Nobody makes me feel

extra large, in charge, Your bars are medium
This beats the spice of life to strike the strife and tedium
I'll roast you vegetables alive, the temp 425

nigga
My team smoking that green
If you ain't seen me then you must be a lame, nigga
And I'll give you three shots hold this heat down
Shorty pussy so

the fiend's.
Game over when you pull up in the Land Rover.
All black top grittier than baking soda.
Pull out your key's and let's head for the road,
Until we

me to burn the flame on
Turn insane on
Thunder, lightning and rain on
If you want war, then it's game on
Using your head I'll bust a window pane

peaky and blinding run it all like i'm Shelby 
Wont see my coming for your head i got Chris Kyle to help me 

I'll leave you craving for my method Walter

Sometimes I reminisce
About how we first met
A full moon lit the dark skies
But my heart was lit by your smile

Untamed promises
Exploding in my head

Run Tha Streetz

The Storm

All Eyez on Me

1996

You can run the streets with your thugs (ayo Storm)
I'll be waitin' for you (honestly, I think I can fuck with a motherfucka like you)
Until you

Waiting on June

Gwyneth Paltrow

The Highway

2013

on June, so we can kiss goodnight
Waiting on June, I'll hold her hand so tight
Waiting on June, I'll love her 'til I die
It's bittersweet when love grows

so boss like
I told Virgil Abloh I want some Off-White
But I'm perfectly fine with what I wear already
Yeah Faces or Faces you can tell by the cover

rass town get shut down, loud,
(Huh)
Man move like Thomas Shelby,
Mid Side, tryna run up my pound,
(Huh)
If Lio’s down by the nil,
Then there’s no doubt,

but I'll claim I'm the best
Chill at the top, leave the crumbs for the rest
I never sleep, I plan your regrets
You aim for the chest but I'm wearing my

War

Cunninlynguists

Southernunderground

2003

a beautiful shelby that'll praise me right
I'll praise her back though, I'm not a selfish bastard
Struggle with big shit, but got this elf shit mastered
Time's

autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't

Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar

the muscle
Spectators don't , know your pain, know your struggles
Making plays all off the head, fuck a huddle
Did this shit all by myself, 10 toes down
Niggaz

all done
Back in the days when there was time to say « hold on »
I pressed shift and wrote a rime with your name either I smoke alone
99 problems but

And I feel you with me 
So I hold on tight 
And I see your darkness
Its bend in lies
And you stay with me

Up all night 
These bitches are polite

No Sleep

Jet Life

Jet World Order, Vol. 2

2012

green
Lil nigga, I'm FV, what the fuck you gon' tell me
Coming down in that Shelby, cobra, loud motor
The clothes on me smelly, from the odor of that

don't miss
Oh no Nwanne Biko don't try this
Thing that is going on your head
I see you want to try yourself
You go end up underground like

Nwanne