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joe
And when I'm in the pussy I'm a boss, knock her off
My enemy don't cross the line I draw, respect my art
Man I swear to God these pussies soft like

and hitting the highway
No it's not Friday but it's my day
And sometimes shit gotta go my way
Niggas got me fucked up
Thinking that my music don’t
Stick like

Bumping some Sade rolling my window
Down and hitting the highway
No it's not Friday
But it's my day and sometimes
Shit gotta go my way
Niggas got me

Shit, I don't even know what I'm 'bout to say on this shit
This shit go crazy
Addey
Addey
Addey
Stay by my side 'cause I'm 'bout to be rich
All

the chopper close by like
A Vietnamese she gone fall in love
After being with me steady running
To the money all I see is the cheese
Ain't shit you can do

Step on up. I got what you need
Raw, grimy, street shit, shit kept on repeat
Real life sauce. Yeah, that bittersweet
Customers come up. Broke boys

some dumb shit
I'm tellin you right now, them cats shouldn't fuck with
-now who the fuck is you? to tell me what to do? 
-tryin to start some real shit

What You Mad At

Dave East

Survival

2019

this East nigga (yo, yo, you, you hatin')
Get the fuck outta here, man, for real (Dave East is hot, he hot)
What kind of shit is this, man? (He hot,

World Famous

M.O.P.

Relativity Urban Assault

1996

gon' get with this shit 
(Who's in the house?) It's the last generation 
Real ill niggaz from the field you'll be facin 
Ninety-six flavor for your

the Sky like a eagle...

Keep it real with my people...

Loyal loyal no fake fake...

Not englewood but im equel...

Fuck it maybe even better...

Fuk you

it home (that did not make it home, gang)

Traumatized by the block, I gotta think a lot (yeah)
Thug stimulate your mind, I'm on some ventin' shit

really know, it's barely begun
Let's see where it go
I'm out for blood
I drink that shit by the mug
I been in a real bad place
I can't stand still or wait

teeth out
Shots in the street, had to peek out
Ain't see shit so I peel out
Ain't see shit so I peel out
Chasin' this bread is the only way
Still in

here
Nobody is going to be sober here
I got one, two, three, four hoes in the back
Shaking off ass and you know that it's fat

If you talk shit you get

real with yourself
Look at me I believed in ya looking from the outside in
Cause it's easy to see that I aint part of yo team the fuck shit I peep told

with Joe Moses blood, let the club up
I'm so murder dope like Tiana and Von Dutch
Talking all that shit on Twitter so I'll pull it up
Drop the .four

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
A little louder
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah
And if by chance this is my grand finale
Bury

Jesus take the wheel
Lord I don't know where I'm going
Reality's too real
Can you ask your Dad to slow it
My lens is out of focus
I don't know where

for treason
My brain, it got me thinking, what is the real meaning?
Honestly what else should I believe in?
If you thought I was annoying, why didn't

any tasked called to

So there it is I'ma prince I'ma get slain
Some do minor shit swear they on
The top of they game
Ya rhymin' is called "Vagina

floats, then i'm gone
Hide me in a grave or somethin'
No goodnights, don't see no lights
I guess the end is comin'
Always ignored by the kind of gold, by

was lookin like snakes
Now I smoke by myself 
While I'm thumbin thru franks

They see that you got It
And they start to hate 
Keep my foot on the gas 
I

white chalk mullato
My motto
Is to be judged by 12 never carried by 6 so I walk around like pharrell holding the clips
Malicious heroin needles push in

a demon when I get in my zone
Better bow down to the king this my throne
I swear I do the most got like 3 phones
Bad bitch fat ass Kelsi Monroe
I'm a real