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to The max
Stacking money in another Currency, balling hard really Nothing for a g
Maybe 40 - 50 for a g, Portugal Priced overseas
Methyl benzoyloxy octane

Watch how I run down
Gltt look
It's litty
Any funny movements
My shooter start to spark
This is not karate thirty on my body kick like material arts

uncle in the system
Real niggas with convictions
Played they role no snitchin
This lifestyle needs commitment
Got fucked by the jurisdiction
No parole

Staccin blue faces til I drop

I got put on in the land of Fifties
In 09 the opps plan was to chip me
Round that time the cops aim was to get me
But that's

girl my word is bond
I could never hurt my Caro like I did my moms
Honeymoons in higher places like you did in PR
I'm thinking bout you every second by

I used to only speak to God when I knew needed something
Or when things got real bad and I couldn't take it by myself
I used to pick my head up

One song a week, 4 songs a month
200 tracks and nobody gives a fuck
The world keeps sleeping on a bed of my rhymes
In 50 years from now they'll be

is my business name
So don't call me by my government if you ain't know me yet
I just want a bad chick that ain't ignorant and a holy
Body, but that's

that's a part of the process
I start to turn red right when it hits me
Red like the doors on a Rarri F-50

There's much more to life than getting by

fine
I just need my money on time
Just like 50, I need it by Monday
Living here's not easy like Sunday
Get your p's and just make it out one way

it
I told my momma wait at home and Just be patient
Im on the road the car in Mode
Need a vacation
From eight to twelve im All alone my heart is Vacant

Haven't did this shit
Yea for a minute
Me and RTC we in the kitchen
Nah for-real we in the kitchen
By myself my life feel like a mission
Cause I been

the semi
Face car racing no this not a hemi
I brought the Tesla to tulsa
Young nigga high like a saucer
Saying he real I know that he fake that nigga is

in your twenties
get real sentimental in your thirties
get awful mean in your forties
get even better in your fifties
then you better find somethin'

Midnight at the Oasis

Unlinked Artist

Female Hits of the 70's & 80's, Vol. 13

1998

us
Let's slip off to a sand dune, real soon
And kick up a little dust
Come on, Cactus is our friend
He'll point out the way
Come on, till the evening

fluid
Please, oh, please don’t die tryin’, on the real
All alone, stalks and the shottas are unjudgemental
It ain’t too far, right by the M up where they

with a heart full of sadness,
As I tell John the baptist that he’s outta practice!
If rapping the fastest is a curse of black magic,
Then a real tragedy

would  story telling calling him woody for that gwop we getting gullie black timbs wit a skully fuck ya feeling getting money  hundred fifty  and them

But she is not my babe
Cuz were all alone and no ones safe


Depression. Pills. Death. Homicide
Police, lights, arrest, suicide 
Me ; you: us : them

Need a lil’ baddie right here by my side
She might just lose it when I get the prize
Call on a jet to take us to pride
Maybe to France turks we fly
Sweep

bounce back like KJ
If I bring it up to Hazelwood, then that’s not play play 
Lil Demario yelling May Day, May Day 

Keep it real, i’m a mix between 50

though the nigh traveling down memory road, energy real strong, I feel your vibration lady, with you by my side we can overcome any situation when my

Theory of Humanity

Produced by 1st official 

Verse 1

Sip this limited edition Ciroc with a little chaser
Riding down Rancho California wine

on the scene 
If I’m directing n***a it’s a wrap (Facts, facts)
I get to the cream by any means 
And I do not flex for the internet (Hell nah)
If I gave you my