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my music
Stars on the roof it's living proof that I was made for money
I say all this shit came perfect time and others say it's lucky
Regardless I'm

I'm a cold heart
I got a friends, all my friends in my money bag
Bought your bitches for a hundred bucks, ran it back
I want to die at my 21, but I got

Walking so long, got bruises on my feet
It wont be long, till you all see, This shit is just wrong, like shoes up on the seat
Be modest
Shit, Coming from me

me (Nah)
But I be chilling by myself hanging with my jewelry (Jewelry)
I'm a make it to the top indubitably (What)
I got bitches on my jock tryna screw

Twenty six Twenty six Twenty six hundred
Strengthen the numbers
We come in tens by the hundreds 
Humanity is the worlds greatest wonder
But

we was throwing ones 
Walking by security had to tuck my gun
We gone put em in a blunt I cant feel my lungs

Man these niggas dont want no smoke 
And I

Not playing by the books yeah
I'm counting this money these hundreds
I'm leaving em' shook yeah
Don't act like the hero
But they're treating me like

The Truth

Relient K

Apathetic EP

2005

And I've collected all these thoughts
And I'm dying just to lose them
And if Your words are true or not
I'll die trying to prove them
But I'll just

The Truth

Chamillionaire

Protectors of the Gulf Coast, Vol. 2

2006

Don't judge me..don't judge me by my music
And don't judge me bout what you heard about me either
Chamillionaire..listen

Ay, My father was Muslim my

accomplished
Around 2010, trap got raided by the sheriffs
Came home in 2012, tendin' to my marriage
Violated back in '13, broke and embarrassed
2014, I met

I'm sitting behind bars
Thinking about how you don't love me
You never really loved me
You took all my stuff
Please don't take my puppy
If you drop

playing with me
I just been chasing this paper all by myself trying to take stress off my mama shelf
Sneaking them blessings back then that's a lot

Richard Mill' gave my wrist frostbite
Stay in the traphouse, trappin' in all white (all white)
Dubai Ferarri, we ain't choppin' at the red light

it all man
Got my shawty by my side
We whip it in a foreign
Ayy, love my town but it get boring
Gonna see the world on Christmas
Day when I be tourin'

50/50

Crosby, Stills & Nash

CSN [Box Set]

1991

Much to my dismay
When I wake up in the morning
No one by my side
Nowhere left to hide

I thought, music was enough
I could fill the empty

hoes all at my ho house
Two hundred bands to go to the club and I ain't really tryna go out
Hundred racks on me, give her ten bands if she show out

the swag and nigga let's go
We securin' bags, you niggas insecure and mad
One hundred thirty on the dash
That's if my nigga Lex drove
Keep the heater stashed

to fast I do never regret
Seeing in that store n putting your number in my phone 
It's made me realize I still have a friend in the inside
To all the drama

around in my brain all of the pain is present
Slow it down baby girl I think I just need me a second
No second guessin pullin the trigger playing Russian

breathe
It's a war going on and you can't fake the solider
By my granny's age she thought all of this would be over
How do you live sober with death around

I'ma speak the truth until my heart stops
My lyrics running all you cowards out of hip-hop
Now let the beat knock
And if I die by a slug, the death

through that S
Bobby, I keep it a hundred no less
Y'all learning checkers while I'm playing chess
I'm shooting shots shoulda came in a vest
All of y'all

store
Now this bitch is all alone

If you leave your bitch with me, then she fucking gone

I feel like the shoe doc
I save a hundred fifty bucks

We gon'

y'all, let's rock

Ni**as wasn't rocking with me when I needed help (naw)
Now a ni**a shining, I done did it by myself (my damn self)
I done earned my