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right now you're probly taking off
Time traveling, your minds unraveling
Your thoughts untangling, I think that it's baffling
How we don't appreciate

even cry had so much anger to release
You cannot come close to me you gotta let me grieve
All I ever wished for we could talk but it is all gone, but

choppa signed, by my nigga osama
Dior kicks on my feet, its amazing
Making money now we sipping 'n blazing
Getting money and the sacks keep on rasing

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By: Luvinnia Flowers


U know like 
no two people gone see shit the same way, 

true,right
its perception


Now you wont see it
 like I see it

Through this boring show
Through this boring show
Through this boring show

Got money and got it blue
I got blue hunnids 'cus I fuck with you
You, I know

wrist
Real hammers got banged in the spike nail
By his stripes we are healed
Tell ‘em how I feel

Feelin' like a million
I don't even need them dollars

friend half naked with her breast out
We taking shots
She want patron and some dusse
You shoot yo shot I take a shot
Girl touché
And I got my bapes on
You

Send new shit, send the shots
Niggas gon' hate if I make it or not
Took yo hoe, she was a thot
I'm a balloon, niggas know I will pop
Flowing forever,

1s, we kick in yo door, yeah
They won't ever appreciate
Applying the pressure can't alleviate
I gotta go all in, I can not wait
But I can go spend it

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Yeah
Choppa hit yo' face, Choppa got kickback
Choppa hit yo' face, Choppa got

my heart, went from cash to credit cards
Got me spendin' all my money
Shit, I could've bought a car (yeah)

You know you like it, babe
You know

We could vibe all night
Take yo' hand
And lift you up to the sky
Follow my lead
And I'ma make you feel high
We could party all night
If you got me by

on me
Told you where the fuck I be
Late night scheme money flowin I don't fall off beat
Bitch
Yo food ain't reals so you can't, feel it, to the top
Thru

skies
But I'll never be one for just giving up
Or settling for just getting by

I hear you crying in another room
'Cus you know that I'll be gone in

yeah yeah
Cuban link bout froze I feel anemic
Got a angel face I know she demon
Gotta watch yo back cus niggas fiending
They'll leave you on that corner

it through
Before we call it quits baby all i need is you. You was the
Rain to my clouds doe now all got is pain through this mild smoke
Or am i

you not gang, can't hang
All black, Bruce Wayne
Kick the lil' bitch, oh she got mood swings
If we pull up on your block it's for two things
Bang bang,

waste my time time time
Cus I can be yo getaway, girl
When loving you's a crime crime crime

If I gave you the map to my heart
Would you use it whenever

Pull Your Card

Lordz of Brooklyn

All in the Family

1995

the pot never bust

[performed by Kaves]
Yo I'll make a phone call and all of youze be takin' care of
It's the Lordz of Brooklyn and we're wanted by

the game, know what I'm sayin?
New music all on authentic and original beats, know what I'm sayin?
Somethin fresh, somethin new
We got to switch it up man,

the wet clothes
Never pass the blunt
Cus I always bring my own smoke
Always wanna fight
So bring it to me gung ho
If we make a new home
Just tell me where

a pretty nigga
I'm a five star bitch, no Yo Gotti dawg
Hoes don't know yo body dawg
I don't want to put these AF1's up on yo body dawg
Ordered these bitches

the zeros in it
I need the coupe with like three hoes in it
That was yo lane, but I debo'd in it
No competition 
Bitch, we sholl winnin
Louis V pouch with

by the street lights where we made this dream
You said your riding Come prove that
Them man talking and it's way to loose
They're on me and it's