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It's OK

Jeff "T-Bone" Gerard

Bone-A-Fide

2005

till the whole clip empty, all these demons slowly trying to temp me, you?ll never make a difference bone, but God sent me to, revolutionize the style

the truth right hand god ya pussy trash baby
Gotti he a nice guy
Smooth and he type fly
If I put it on ya and I leave then ya might cry
Coming from

Bout to take this shit by storm bitch I’m finna make it
I know my heart getting cold ain’t no hesitation
Too many niggas out to get me yeah I know

Fall asleep when Im whipping really
Hope I don't die
Ain't nobody on the interstate to
Roll with the guy
Probably chilling the whole time
Time to focus

When my people would switch
Madе me think of simple times like
"I don't need to get rich"
But I go hard for my profit
And lead my team by example
You

get off the flo'
Mane
I heard yo song by the way, it was so lame

Glock in my hand
Bout to tote at yo' whole gang
Swerve in the cat, I be deepin' in two

niggas fans
Whole 1200 took the stand
Coulda fucked Ducci baby momma
But that lil how look like a man
Niggas tweeting, on the gram shit funny
Still wear

me shout from afar
Runnin' them bands, I should take track
When I pass by your bitch, she gon take back
I'ma roll up two grams and I face that
And I

and the atole
To me Christmas is the mole and the pozole
Family members handing you money in a sobre
Just pass the egg nog, I wanna get so drunk I forget to put

to me and talkin' down? (Yeah)
Can't you see I am the big man? (Big man)
God level, I am the I am (Woah)
Now film it with that drone cam, in the pink like

way, selling wholes and halves
Don't you chat to me about the rising of the working class
It's long overdue I know but we're too busy working hard
Dream

or the things that I'd be facing
But I knew it was my duty and that God had no replacement 

Thought I aced it but I didn't and today I can admit it
Know I hit

and send it back
They Aaron Judge me when I got my stripes back in 99
She want my hancock on her sheets signed on the dotted line
Face pretty body fine, fuck

sayin'?
(That's right... I feel the same way mayne
Put it down like this)

Me and the players roll tight, sleep all day and play nights
Blowin' 20 G's with

Blacc Sam got to speak in front the whole wide world
Put businesses in your hood
Sold records
Signed athletes
Four hour ride through each hood with no

bigger, huh?

The whole label's drug dealers, huh
(dealers, huh)
If you build it, homie, they will come
(they will come)
If you turnin' up then save me some

it clear that
Violence was understated

Reagan's raid on Libya, that was terrorist
Bombs fell on a crowded city
A hundred victims
The Cold War? Let me

Everything is everything but everything
Is trust me i follow old school rules
I don't need tools fuck around
I just might grab you by your neck tight
D-E-C-A-Y

there on the hill near a big willow tree
I put fresh flowers on their graves from time to time
But the weight of all this is weighing down on me

My