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going dummie, lil baby, I'm itching my palms
I know you gone make it, can't wait to see you all the way on
For my niggas locked up in that box, can't wait

It's all gone
For me it's time 
to carry on alone
You still think we are on a crossroads, baby!
the days you call me all turns out into mess
you don't

boys
Please don't file a complaint on my noise
Had a long week it wasn't by choice
I wish money didn't run the world
Because i'd be the first to be

Imma boutta air shit out
(Hey)
I’m finna run my mouth
Man fuck what they talkin’ bout
(Hollup)
Think you and me are better off now
But who are we

fiends
Man slaughter on your recorder
You know the vibes be
Candyman, it's murder when I arrive on the scene
Shit get dangerous, no famous shit
Became

Man I'm just manifesting my Destiny
Never let nobody get the best of Me
Trynna live right
But still thinking about times
Where shit went left for me

purse
PNG file
Man, this picture of you cursed

Baby Daddy just bursted
Yeah, it's only up for me
Only drivin' my new John Deere
Bitch, I think it's time

on
Now I'm finally breaking out, yeah
Time flies
I got bright eyes
I was down too long
Now I finally made it out, yeah
Aye, aye, aye, hey!
Now I finally

give them more
I leave the world on the floor, yeah
I'm not gonna stop til it's 4:20 o'clock
And the ball's not gonna be dropped
When I'm ready to rock

give them more
I leave the world on the floor, yeah
I'm not gonna stop til it's 4:20 o'clock
And the ball's not gonna be dropped
When I'm ready to rock

you not
For the last countdown
I hope im the one
Man Its got to the point
That I cant even try to hear or picture your voice
All of the meanings I had

the fam, when I can
They think that I'm rich, cause I live in the U.S
Grow up with killas, robbers, molesters, and rapist
It happens regardless in U.S. it's

For they say you are going away

Do you think of the valley you’re leaving
O how lonely, how dreary it will be
Do you think of the kind hearts you’re

at the crib
Grab a fifth of gin let me show you how we live
Its p and b we is the business
And business is booming when you dipping with chickens
Afrocentric

much, or niggas gone say it's for viewers 
They locked my niggas for that shit but I know they ain't do it 
Long live my nigga
He deserve a fucking movie

but I'll be okay
Wounds have a way of healing, in good time
I spose I should be thanking you, for at least giving me a try
I know that a good man is

night long
Lookin' in your eyes
While you on the other side
And I think miss shorty
I've got a thing for you
Doin' it on purpose windin'
And workin'

live here anymore

So when I brought you back here for Christmas
I didn't think we would see them
I guess I should've explained

There was a side

My Father

King Missile

The Psychopathology of Everyday Life

2003

jaya." But my father was a really great man. I'll never forget the last thing he ever said to me. Nor will I ever repeat it.

can't
Can't seem to move on from you
Seems like it's impossible
I think that i'm stuck on you

Time is going by
Counting couple months till we fly high

Hot cheetos in my system
Man I really missed em

Been a long time since i dropped rhymes
Like this

Gonna try to write this in like an hour
Work full

a savage wrong intentions nigga 
They might be cool with opps 
So you know im going through all they pictures nigga 

I call it in first 
Cant stop at no

me
Man who realeasin shit
Lemme feast a bit
Called em out shit that's the least of it
Ain't heard the last of me it's blasphemy
If they don't think I

'm working toward the top
Going thru the tribulations now right before I drop
Never have to be the one to clean up with a mop

I'm just saying, these people