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to preachers 

and they hustle in slums



pray for a brighter days and then you get burned by the son



that was God 

            the way I could've went ,

Check my credentials  
You want the smoke I might pull up rental 
These niggas be talkin’ I really don't listen 
I ain’t wit’ the gimmicks you

extra loud
Smoke it up this shit extra loud
Then burn this bitch down to the ground 
Do this shit by my lonely i don't need no deal forreal
Jeffrey Dahmer

Solitaire

Lurkers

Punks Undercover

1997

in smoke
Just how it goes, goes without saying
Solitaire
And by himself it's easy to pretend 
He'll never love again
Ohhh

And keeping

, right upon arrival, G shit revival
Marathon goes on, mile by mile
R.I.P. to Nipsey
Shoutout to 50
Reppin that same last name as Biggie - WALLACE
Still

up
It never been the same
It can't be how it was
And that's  just what it is
U see who fake when shit get real
Now u down to yo last and can't even pay

He a drug dealer?
He look like he is
Just by the way he be dressing and shit
Just by the way he be flexing and shit
That's ya whole flip on my neck

won, yeah we lost Plenty

I took them lessons, made progression, I can't Let em win
In dirt with shovel, working extra growth Development
Went up some

on me 
Really ain’t a secret you run up boy it’s ya funeral homie 
High school lames wanna fuck with game One Year went by now you looking like a stain

other side 

Trips down S 14th got you by my side
It don’t matter where I’m going 
You just want to come and ride
I know if I do a crime 
You’ll try

with only vivid dreams
I went from playing with friends out in the backyard
It's funny how everything changed up
So it ain't the same as it was then,

the bass went
Lame ducks chained up in the basement
What a difference a year makes, a disgrace man
Freedom of speech till I punch you in the face then

then I sent him a dub
Blood thirsty youngins how we finna slide
And like open DMs we hitting you up

I simp for my choppa we went on a date
And she ate

girl in second grade when she smile it made me nervous
Thought I'd tell her how I feel
I couldn't muscle up the courage
As the years went along my little

Now that I lay me down to sleep
I pray my lord

I wonder if it's a God
I pray today that times never was hard
Is heaven real or is it just a facade
I

But could you answer me the question
"Why the person that do for all
Get caught up in the stressing?"
I don't know, but tell the truth
It just hurt so

curl up when she deep throat
Real deal stepper my feet sore
She just sat on me
Threw it back on me
I made 10 bands
Off a trap phone
There go four times

cost me
I just charge it to the game (To the game)
Can’t be fuckin’ with you
Niggas I see, we are not the same
(Not the same)

Ain't care what was in

I Hate the Way I Live

Mr. Serv-On

Da Next Level

1999

went up in smoke
We used to laugh and joke
When money was small, time to change
I thought everybody would ball, thought if I could call back our life
I

caught makin' out on the couch
The time I ended up spilling your beer
But we went
Our separate ways
And somehow ended up burned by the same flame
Our

510, 213

Spice 1

The Black Bossalini (a.k.a. Dr. Bomb from Da Bay)

1997

hard up off the indo smoke
My mens with extra clips Hennessy Lemon squeeze begin to dip on me
The G with the strap up on my side
Keepin' these haters

the same shit 
No energy shift 
Like I'm stuck on the same channel 
An no remote 
So I can't switch 
So the game forever on loop 
Where I mess up 
Chase

you up they gon adore you
I don't trust Nobody so I got keep a small circle
I don't got friends only got gang
Surrounded by family
My niggas gorillas we

Long-Distance Lullaby

Stornoway

Beachcomber's Windowsill

2010

Goodnight, goodnight, the sun is long out of sight
And I stagger home by the streetlight
Goodnight, goodnight, went out after work tonight
Only