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Written By: Stanley Gentry 

I Keep It Real For The Gang Say Ill Never Change.....Say Ill Never Change 

Lets Go, Aye 

I Keep It Real For Gang They

Foodstamps don't Buy Flowers
(Caleb J. Montgomery)

It always seems to be the same
same old task just a different day
Always hoping that I'd get done

young niggas)
Aye

Talk to my mother every day she said she's proud of me
Got a little shorty said she wants to have my child for me 
I got a passion for

Muted with brute force
No matter of comprehension
Ignored by the gentry
And the so called holy one
Creeping
Leeching
Watching power play corrupt

miss the days when the shit was fun to me
When it was fun to me
When you wanted me but use front on me
All them trips I took to Montgomery
You got me

I'M DRAPPED UP IN THE ILLEST LAYERS LIKE I'M RYAN ROYCE'ING
MONTGOMERY, NIGGAS KNOW IT'S ME
BACK IN THE DAY, WE SPORTED ROSARIES
NOW IT'S JESUS PIECES

You thumping with one then you thumping with all
Fuck with the gang I'm just keeping tall
Beat yo ass like the Montgomery brawl
Hit the Za and then I do

the bread I've come for it all
To protect the fam and if we have to
Montgomery Brawl
Brawl
brawl
Brawl
Brawl
One for one and one for all
Hate for what
You

face
Let it loop like a gif
Your child being thrown in the air
By the well-toned arms of better man
Your mother, drunk
Shitting herself at sports day
Go

Spending Time
Music, Lyrics, and Vocals by Hollyann Gentry

Intro - CM, GM, cm, FM

Verse 1- CM, cm, Dm, GM
Most days are ordinary
Go to school, do

in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West|Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be|Here lying by your side with my hands running through your auburn

loved ones in the rearview mirror
In those last five seconds when you went and pulled that trigger
In those last five seconds when the moment becomes

I told them save it for a rainy day
The storm came and they had nothing saved
MLB, we sliding for a plate
But it ain't nun' safe
Took the backroads

the best of stories through
Our revelations to you by this Qur'an
And before the coming of divine inspiration to you, you were among those who were unaware

c mile frae Pencaitland on the road tae the sea stands a yew tree a thousand years old, and the old women swear by the grey o' their hair that it

heart been broke it's shattered piece by piece
Say I'm missing my homie I seen him right in the street
Say I done lost so many people I don't even cry

the greatest on this earth 
I have visions when I'm sleep but dream when I'm awake 
I always praying that my family will see better days 
I'm the one to flip

ain't shit she can tell me, but be careful
I ain't trying to jock no nigga
I just take advantage of what I'm best at
But on my worst days I'm still

Those Were the Days

George Jones

Those Were the Days

2005

rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I'd see you in the tavern
We'd smile at one another and we'd say

Those were the days

Paid My Dues

Dirty

Love Us or Hate Us

2003

we stayed on our grind
One day we gon' shine, one day we gon' sign
One day we gon' get paid for writin' these cold ass rhymes
And since that day has

painted portraits

and i looked for the woman who sold his brushes

not much had changed since all of those rites of passage

the mimes in the quarter sold

Three years ago, I wrote a song
Where a bunch of scary monsters left
Their games and got along
To celebrate their Christmas day with me
Well, what do

than these bitches
And I'm just so sick of this shit, it's ridiculous
Middle finger to the feds, (?) all day
Take her out to eat then I make a bitch

after Christmas
Funny actions, and you're all by yourself
Do you think I
Or do you think we
Always guess the walking sign
Strangers across Montgomery
Nod