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from basic drop everything if my Bae sick

I know you prolly thinking that I'm with my side chick
I don't need a side chick I need you by my side chick
I

somewhere overseas, foreign sick
Thought you could fuck with me, by far Rem sick
Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani, get it?

Yea bitch we going up
Yea Yea, I love it
When that Drake hit that body and they try to get up
You ain't felt the full force of a glock with a button

it all to chains 
Sliding be so easy getting money by the grain 
Every girl is tainted they only talking to my fame 
When I get my money I’m gone leave

Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is

I just want Jose Luis money
Big Vic Money
That Titon money all surrounded by the honey's
Want Domencio Money
Black Jus Money
Boy George money you

it down
Bang bang
Breonna Taylor hit the ground 
Kenneth walker stood his ground 
Now they sorry sorry
It's big mistake
Murder by cops 
We ain't having

niggas carrying sticks nigga keep that bitch
Niggas disappearing in the ville fake zans get ya kilt
Smoking tree expensive shit smoke my weed by the zip

Yesterday a man walked by and told his dog that I was a ghost
I held my hands against my face and questioned all the things that I held close

Solace 

Words and music (c) 2023 by Kenneth Siedentopf Knigge

(But do me a favour; ask yourselves, was there a meaningful purpose? cnd if you can't

Big man from the 244, 
Roll deep with the boys in a 4 by 4,
You’re dumb if ya come for war, 
Whole fleet show up on your front door for sure,

I know they know 
Call like payphone
But I'm not Drake
Not off a plate
We going places, count up the aces, I know they know (I know they know)

of them bitches I'm ducking I hide behind camo my nigga I call this shit bape
Can't call this shit fake
They calling me drizzy cause I keep a drake
Drake

Get Back

Tragedy Khadafi

Lake Entertainment Presents: The 41st Side

2001

fuck it, why y'all snakey mother fuckers
Gonna learn how this nigga rock quiet storm niggas
Leave you shot for dead, nigga I'll rot your flesh
By

RIP Dolph we got cars in the camo N Paint
We got da gas by da pound N OVO bullets it come Wid da Drake 
I been here beforeee
She wanna go

cushion lil' soap
This not flea market (yeah), this my jawn by appointment only
Dough leave 30 grand on sweat suits, you don't know me

Ayo, in Times

quitters quitters duly note. 
When life ties you down beloved chew the rope. 
If you swimming in lemons get em by the throat. 
squeeze em to the pulp a fill

they don’t know bout how I’m stressing
If I’m stopped by the police imma leave in a casket
Rodney king was a lesson, doing nothing bring arresting
Hands

fuck with what your raps suggest they make me laugh mos def
As you get gassed by the press
Me? I'm ridin' on E, I got no gas left
I had to walk my way

Kenneth English
I’ve been up and doing, sin is one thing I must work with
Lord forgive me for a nigga caught up in this rage shit
That’s the reason

a habit
& I gotta have it
My Latina count the cabbage
She only speak in Spanish
I be by thuggin by lonely
they don't understand me
I done pulled too many

Moving units by the boatload
God Body be the logo
Throw the hood in the photos
Paying homage to the old flow
Houston had the whole world slow mo
Fast

Oh, I'm ready!
Stacey Adam's, Kenneth Cole on the wrist
I'm custom-tailored
Diamonds necklace with invisible set
Carrots upgraded got a lady
That's my

the shots and holding the courts too
You be the judge of it
People don't even refer to me by my government
All in a trade mark office
Arguing over my