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You wanna know something kinda funny?
My writing's pretty much on the money,
But when the music gets played,
The money's never paid,
And the rainy

Pretty mama' your all that's on my mind (My mind)
Feeling a hunnit', and now i think i know why (Oh, yeah)
The way that you moving, the way that you

She said that she loved Tupac
She be jamming that and banging ipsy
As soon as they play that UGK
She bout to take it off
She can make you have wet dream

In a world with no conviction
It still turns but there's something missing

Like a silent film that's in black & white
The story still plays out but

empty you
No water here
No water here
No water here
No water here 
No water here
No water here
No water here

I just gotta see something new for the love

the situation 
Im Impatient wanna cruise to different nations 
Wanna visit different places smile in pretty faces 
Friends was adding up did a little division 
Im

seen her come
And I wouldn't talk around her thought I'd say something dumb like
Where's your day?
How's you from?
Nice hands girl!
Play the drums?
Back

be the highest paradox
It's gonna be pretty awkward in hell
I can tell by how the world is
Daddy's little girl's got a brand new daddy
She's attracted

pretty happy
Alba selling stereos in Rumbelow's and Tandy
But there was something that we didn't see coming
Our customers telling us - 'We all want high

To his knees and prayed
His epilepsy used to strike
Any time of the day
That's why he couldn't ride his bike
When he wanted to play
I'm pretty certain God

Better hold me down
The dog just got unleashed
Gone go crazy
Put em on a stretcher
Now the nigga gone
Need some surgery
Snitch like 69
Get hit by a four

stopped the Xans
I learned that messing with the meds
Is what be messing up my head
I was so high, when you came by
I was recording instead
And the whole

and they're quite good. You know what, why don't you just record them? You could sing them. You could be the artist. There's something called Kickstarter that

up the door I swear you go the key
Party, party all night
Spark right it up, get high
We on top of the world now
She just play with my curls now
Pretty

Sharper than something
In my vein
I know my role
But will not play

Must be the drugs
Must be the mission
To stay paid
You live your life
I'll dig my grave

fuck with
Cycle by the lane
It's sunny everyday
I've been drawing up a bullet proof cypher
Feel a vibe I'm snorting up a line of violence
Putting up

Day by day, less of a fuck
I think that I've had enough
Don't grow tired, I don't ever sleep
Hoe you know I've had it rough
Working all day and all

spent like 3 home
Hit Mexico on demon time
Di-a-b-lo
Yea I work like a Mexican
So I play like a veteran
something Flex what's I'm dressed with
Or Super by

the head
Not gonna miss you by the time that you leave
Breaking my chains like I'm finally free
Nobody cared they laugh and they tease
Well fuck this movie

in my songs
Yea that's something I would stop
If he wouldn't do me wrong

Choosing bitches
Losing bitches
You always misusing bitches
Please do not

When I see yo face
Only thing I see
Is you and me
And our legacy

Now I know
They'll never see
All the things
That baby we could be

Time flies by

to me would be quite palpable
Like why would ya make me turn into an animal
That's equal to a lit match by something flammable
Smoke a J, be cool and take

stop till that paper blue
Fuck you saying get the fuck from round me if u faking
I'm a hustler always up to something bitches steady want me don't act

Something groovy caught my eye
When I turned I was in for a sweet surprise
It was a sweet little lady passing by
With a maniac smile and some killer