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the window (I did)
Growing hair all over my head a
Lot of things I envisionеd
I ain’t see Mazi leaving me beforе I got
Out of prison (I got out of prison,

humor
It's a lot of bitches that they sent home in their Uber
Uh, high-profile niggas in my circle dodgin' rumors
I been tucked away dodgin' blood

Genuine Article

Kid Rock

Grits Sandwiches for Breakfast

1990

F-F-Fames a costin the price ain't nice
Its like the roll of the dice
For a whole new life
But don't get my song wrong

I enjoy it a lot
Walkin around

get 2 racks
My bitch she too bad her body be too snatched
Kissing & telling no we don’t do that
Repping that 24 wearing them 23s
He say that he Gotti

Majdanek concentration camp (Shouting)
Every single member of my family
On my father's side, on my father's side
(Shouting, The Jews cannot take odds
Against

brothers they with her right by my side
She got a nigga but she tell me that I'm cool
I fuck with her and she say know i fuck wit you
I know you bad but you

I been on my
I been on my
I been on my own I don't need you or nobody by my side
I knew that you was cappin' when you told me you would ride
It's so

I know is get a lot of cash

Young rich nigga I’m chasing cash

Scotty Blanco by my side he get that bag



[Chorus: Scott Blanco]



She gon let me

reminisce a lot,think a-lot 
By myself when I can’t call for help
Bro I swear this feeling is bad
Is bad Is bad Is bad
And when I can’t take shelter under

I got a couple, I got a couple

I got a couple bad habits
Mix xans with the perks
Say they love me then desert
By now it shouldn't even hurt
But it

lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't

it’s hitting, shit
Ride with me and drip with ease we shitting
Bitch i’m trying to make you fucking smile like a dentist
I wanna put you side by side in

own man nah I don't need a teacher
Got a lot of flavors but I swear it gets sweeter
Got a lot layers peel back like chiquita
I still mix a little bit

on carry on

Now iron fist is running show
Strong metal chains, lot of ammo
Hard caged mind by rules and law
And pure lifeforms will lose their glow

say
So I write these songs
And I just wanna feel gone
So please make my drink strong
It's too bad, no longer my bae
It's too bad we had to part ways

Hunnid dollars bills, pounds on the flight concealed
Heard they on me and they worried 'bout my paper trail
I'm at work while you goin' on vacation there

We lit
We lit
All of my niggas be lit (Lit)
All of my shows be lit (Lit)
If she bad, I spit (Spit)
I’m gone represent (‘Sent)
I do what you don't

not playing
I wanna be your main, main thing
Baby come over
I want you here with me
I want you by my side
Will you roll with me
Oo oo
Roll with me
Oo oo

back to da crib
Even tho i'm out handling business
And she tell me ain't gotta pay for nothing baby
Just want me to pay her attention
By my side but

This hoe wan be in my mix
Think that hoe just chasing clout
I'm in this bitch with my twin
He line it up, I strike it down
I stopped asking for

, chillin' in my, uh

Old school
Chevy thang, Cadillac
Smokin' on that good, good
Good for my cataracts
Fuckin' up this bad food
Fast food, gettin' fat

the people doubting Me, that I will never go and take
It
I have God right by my side
Gotta' have a lot of grit up on the Grind, work like I ain't got the Time

I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will

know you wanted me bad
I know you wanna see me
You don't wanna be by my side but i don't really care cuz
I'm devoted Today
I ain't letting nobody bring