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high, when I'm out, I'm gon' speed up
Told lil Anthony to keep on going
Cause you know that they just can't beat us
Yea
Bitch I had came from sub-zero
Out

relaxin' can do a lot, but you lose your traction

And now I know what I've been doin', just tryna get high
It's crazy by these rules I choose and neglect

coulda caught passes at Notre Dame
I coulda ran kicks at Texas
And I coulda hooped up at Kansas
But I sold crack and served hella jay’s bitch
Young Lil

*Adlibs*

Izzy 
Look... Aint near nigga snatch a chain or jewel on me yet, ice ice baby on me drippin VVS,
No drive by hop out walk down on em like

Frito-Lay
My bitch on her shit, lil nigga, she a CNA
I made five thousand the first day
I stepped into the bank
A nigga tried to rob me with a
22 and got

Sometimes I still dream about bad bitches and Porsche
Bitch I'm high and I'm fly I'm number 1 lil nigga that shit by force
Bitch I'm balling in my own league

her before she suck my shit
Now got Suboxone on my dick
By traditional terms, I ain't really from the mud
I get high on dirt put twenty ounces in my mud

No Help

ABN

It Is What It Is

2008

with me, cause I kick it with the high class
Y'all didn't wanna kick it, when I was down on my ass
In my cordoroy britches, y'all was in Louis Vatone

on the alley on godrule
Same spot where rob got shot
The block's high
Warrant squad flashing my mug shot
Everybody know I'm loco, kill the popo, blast the fo

Otherside/Otherside (Outro)

Flesh-N-Bone

Chapter II: Family Reunion

1998

Lil' Lay, hey (Yeah, yeah)
What's up playas (What's happenin' out there?)
Thugstas, and hustlas?
(Yeah, yeah, it's all real, yeah)

And I want

It’s just me vs the world
It’s just me vs the world
It’s just me vs the world
I came up bumping that Lil Wayne so nigga tryna get a mil
My lil

a dummy if you try to rob me
I'm glockin' at anyone's tummy
Don't vex me lil nigga
I can't let you stop me
I slap it and smash it then put my lil man in
She

gonna go to Nova Scotia, take his drive, and drop for him
Y'all let this nigga rhyme high horse with lawnmower
But Christmas coming early for the niggas I

now my re-up like eleven thousand
And I'm in a nigga woman I be hittin spouses
When I'm done risk taking bitch I'm selling houses
Electric stove on high

Perk and drank I'm sleep walkin
Real grave digger just pick a coffin
Every beat I touch I walk it
Smokin on lil whatchacallem
Walkin dead, full of meds

get high by myself, I don't need no one else
My bank account on tilt, these rookies like to steal
Mad 'cause I know the deal, life of a outsider

Yeah
New York ain't dead
It came back to life in the apocalypse
I done seen too much by fourteen to be an optimist
'Round late registration

captive verbs still in action 
Words cause reaction ill get active 
The purge feel natural hit lil baby hair aint natural 
Fuck it ill still grab it I'm

Iroh
Niggas know I'm good with raps like a gyro
This really started in high school just to have fun with peers
But it felt so natural i knew I had

Show them what they could have if they never settle
Take every white kid from high class level
Show 'em what Christmas like growin' up in the ghetto

make me grab the Dickies (drippy)
Ohio nigga, for real, I rob rappers, go ask Trippie (no bap)
I don't go nowhere without my Glizzy, go ask Drizzy (no

It's Lil B

I could rip apart your team
Murder your squad
Your boys never seen a killer masked
Peddle your ride
Leave him with ducktaped eyes, cover

Writer, fiber optics on high fiber
Move
Quick like that, no, I go as, "ain't shit like that"
Magnum entendre, rollin' on a rubber
Hit Virgin for

The scale is crusty, we sell shallow by the G
Youngins hungry
They might rob you for your teeth
Nigga, why we never spot you in the streets?
Duct tape around