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pocket, but here everything is empty
The wind is caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy, 
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But

here everything is empty
The wind is caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still

here everything is empty
The wind is caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still

here everything is empty
The wind is caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still

here everything is empty
The wind is caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still

here everything is empty
The wind is caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still

will ride up
And the guys that you trusted be getting you tied up
And we all gotta die, but I ain't ready to leave
That's why even if it's petty I'll

of high school
But they doctors using bullets to prescribe you

They love it when that coroner describe you
Toe tag, was tagged by four rags for cold cash

Trap Money [Remix]

B.A.

Dat's What's Up

2006

on cents, I'ma wrap it 'round them
And first I unload the tractor, bust 'em out the wrapper
Get 'em to my trappers and they bring me back them rat chicks

I know it's hard to find a man
That's settled down and treat you right
And if I told you all my plans
Would you stand by my side
Gimme your hand baby

need no fuckin' Sprite can
It's Mr. Steal Your Girl and leave her stranded at the bus stop
Then drive down to the park and go get up a hunnid jumpshots

the credit cause my audience would always leave
If the devil was around, yeah I would've made a deal
Foreign chick by my side, couple racks to my right
Hundred

she leaves, hold her tight
Look her dead in the eye
Tell her you love her to death
And hope she don't come home with
Black and mild on her breath
It's

to know 
You hit it right on the nose 
Solve it and both of us leave
That's been a problem for me 
I got more problems than lean 
My shoulder much colder

a scene and
I ain't giving a speech or leave when you're dreaming
But usually when you get hit it's for a reason
But no cost just lost of life in

must be Cali', I can see it in the leaves
Wake up and my pockets full of pesos
Guess I come up on my stacks
Yeah, she wake up rollin' different type

garden
We finna have a lil party
Baby go check on the garlic
Down by the pond next to the parsley

Mm
I wanna give it up to the young Twitter honeys 
You

em up because
It's a roothless toothless
Waiting inna thick here
Looking for a vict, yeah
How about this chick here?

Who's this standing

take it away

I want a house by the lake
My account fulla cakes
Super models that'll kid
Be my spouse for the day
Out to get paid, I got a motivated

Plain to see you just taking all my doe from me
Change for me arranged for me
Oh now its time to leave 
call me up baby girl, well are you missing me?

the leaves die
Pre-packaged futures freeze dried, cross me by
The body count in the streets is knee high
Plus, I seen pubbles so deep the puddles speak
Ripe

Until they talkin' 'bout a chick
We ain't heard about it
We ain't heard about it
We ain't heard about it

Up up and away
I'm super keen by not savin'

like what you see
Maybe this what they call envy it look like it to me
I’m here to win, ain’t nothing but sin in these size 10s
This nigga by my side

that’s where the beach be
I’m giving out freebies
If you can get freaky
Posted on front street
But I’m witta chick witta bag when I leave out the country