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you
They try to make it seem like
The more money you give
The more God will love you nigga please
You blinded by the word like we slow about it
So I'm

a noose
That beefin' shit, that's old news
Aye, what Summrs said, bro?
"Stop playing with me, I done told you"
Can't hang with me, I done told you
Ain't

and they ain't smilin'
Bad habit's come from old
Niggas that act childish
Wildin'? Bitch I am beyond that
My bomb sack is bomb based, so fall back
I'm all

em' with the bars
If not, black X6 kill em' with the car
Vroom vroom drive by kill em' in the night
Kill em' on sight
Trust me, kill em' on the mic
JME

something that’s deeper
Than just sex but I don’t want her to be the
Third letter in the word next
Old soul in the sea of love
I’m just not current, none

a bunch of fucking Lindsay Lohans
That don’t even know me
Tryna get me that old hand
Job, fuck that ho blow me
The GI joe of OF is slowly
Solely running

Still I might ride out, giddy up
By now, I should at least be a milli up
Everybody be rappin' about trappin'
I'mma find out how much food
They're really

wouldn't have gone missin'
Picture a child in his prison
Where nobody gon' write me
And nobody come to visit
And visually i'm sustained by walls of steel
Is

near-ended (Uh)
And if you're scared go to church
Other than that go get a shirt
With my name on it
Get your peers offended (Offended)
You're tormented by my

hard to dream or to
Breathe in this blackness
Falling through this vortex of
Nonsense and madness
Consumed by the greed in our actions
We build

a pace cannot help but
Create new ills as it dispels
Old new ignorance, new problems
New dangers surely the opening
Vistas of space
Promise high costs

them undergroundheads feeling my music 
 I got love for the tight beats provided by Mr. Joeker 
 I got love for my people it’s for them we’re taking over

remember what your old pal said
Boy, you've got a friend in me
Yeah, you've got a friend in me

You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
You got

Loose lipped, two shit's handled by tomorrow
Large lights flash
Gonna send him on a bad way dark night path
Catch him emptying his ash tray
Y'all type

Johnson originally proposed
An outright ban
Covering discrimination by everyone for every
Type of housing but it had
No chance from the start
And everyone

I miss you, man not a hour goes by where
I don't think about you ayy

Been amiss the dark
If I was down, you'd light up that spark
Sitting

Eight about to pull up
Hit that motherfuckin' old lick
Nine hold nine, ten times ten, ayy
My bitch bad and she brought friends
Back to one nigga chillin'

gets old
You stood on the corner for a long time
People passin' by you gave
You nickels and dimes
They think you're one of the nameless
'Cause you got no

big stupid old mansions
Ain’t nuttin’ change but the mansions
I’m still in the cut with a bad bitch
Lettin’ that champagne spill while
I’m dancing

year old whore
Who didn't mind the work
But was looking for much more
When pirates invaded
Burned that village to the ground
They all ran into

We all laugh and tell old stories
Just sittin' in the dark
And not one of them knows that
When we land I'll disembark
We've spent so much time

like you’re Atari
Here's the deal: lose your shields
Comin' aboard to party
I keep kinda quiet - you can talk to Quiggold
He's got a big old peg leg,

flipping
Burgers till I get swamp ass
My folks don't own no business
I just cut fish and did dishes
But when it's pay day, i'm bimpin'
I've got old dudes in

when I'm a celeb that I
Won't grab 'em by the pussy love trumps all
Even that old fuck boy himself
I ain't lying to the young
Boys don't want poisonious