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know is us, now we can't let it go

Woke up home half drunk
Got a feeling we ain't done
'Cause anywhere you run, no
No one's gonna know you better

touch me if he snuff me
So bust me, you're gonna have to, 'cause I'ma blast you
My lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual
I'm born wit' it, I'm gettin'

time
To get yo ass up nigga them cops is in the loft waiting on you
To fuck up and they ain't gonna treat it soft
Tackle ya down kick ya around and leave

a fire, what a hell
Tell your hoes to wait inside I'm pulling up
Right by your highs and take you away 
One day I'm gonna get me a nice boy 
Go on vacations

Ain't no other broad gonna ball harder
Yea khari want the frost like a pot flower
Got bars in the veins like I'm Pacs daughter
Till I'm off

doh
When Bruce Call me like watsup bro
I came in with flow one time lets go

Chorus

Am addicted to you (money oo)
Am addicted to you

the game, bitch I'm whippin, I'm The type to pour a 4 nigga, just to let you know I'm tippin', pulling off in a big Jag, I'ma call up Yas, we Gonna get that,

Shoulda kept your mouth shut, Id'a let it pass
Keep talking shit, Im'a whip ya ass
Drop the pieces
Quit running your lip
And we'll go head up and I'm gonna

Get Up!

Elvis Jackson

Summer Edition

it's time to go and
Not break this up
Everyday suffering and endless pain, strange fears are
Driving you insane
Living by the never ending rules we

really love 'em
And Drizzle know I'm on my way there
That's if they cuff him
Can't forget Tauheed
He was there when I had nothin'
Never let it get to ya'

Like a boat down the riverside
I let you pass me by
Of course it makes sense that I miss you tonight
I feel you slipping away

Like a shot ringing in

and
Nigga you scoring
Go head
Put a ring on my finger
My ex's will tell ya
I'll rock it
Then give you the finger
All of my niggas is fresh
Trust
All of my

curves like she leading pitcher
Go get a dinner split it wit my niggas
Say you a shoota well why it ain't witcha
Say you gone buss em , well nothing hit

town
Breathing in what you won't let out
A faded letter you completely forgot
Written by a lovely friend you got
Telling you nothing's gonna be the same

you just on a lil' pedestal
People keep calling me bout writing verses
Let me just check my lil' schedule
They want the pen 'cause they know that it's

business shit to do
If you don't celebrate the small wins what's wrong with you
Get it how you live
Thank god I don't have a kid
Too young to commit
Cuffin

to disguise myself 
Just incase the FBI thinks that i am someone else
On the brink  I'm sick I think I might go seek some  mental help
Hanging by a belt above

Twin Colors ugh
I see the colors so I believe them you know what I'm saying?
You'll get that later
My brother John ain't Caesar but betrayed by a Brutus

where you go
When you have nothing left
Other than your soul
I keep on getting upset over things I can't control
When I need to let go
So I can feel free

Everyone says I look happy
When it feels right

I know that you're wrong for me
Gonna wish we never met on the day I leave
I brought you down to your knees

I'm outta highschool
If you think I'm gonna die
Gonna die by my rules
I don't let a bitch ride
Unless she riding my moods, what?
Counting money (Woah,

without a doubt
Let me lay you down my love
Close your eyes and wait
Gonna spread you out right here and take you to ecstasy

I'm lost in your love
Can't

for the band

Not my concern if you don't see
Why this business is following me
I should let go and maybe that's true
But that's never ever gonna

Baby, tell me
Why's it always the same story?
Why'd you leave me?
Why'd you break me? 
I know I deserve that you hate me

No, I'll never let you go