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From the PGA would stand and just
Throw up they hands like "fuck it"
Then stand before me and hand me
An honorary Stanley cup
Now in this minute
it up for me
This life's murdering luxury
Talking to the gun in the
Car like it's my company
12 rounds, no boxing, no glove
From the hood, no option,
the block get hot no Nelly
She like "why you acting stupid" bae I'm sorry but I'm NG (Ganggg)
Know the streets took a part of me, they took my heart from me
I
from the hood, are always keepin' in the mood
I feelin' like i'm losin' so much power, but i'll never let shit to blow me like i'm empower
I tryna live
ones to give up on you
In the mind you live this world all by your lonely
Dry relationships can't get no love from shawty
None but evil glares I swear
celibate
Sell white to the black like it's Eminem
The realest gon' stay by my side and that's Benjamin
Too real for the game, not your average pedestrian
murderers, drug spot burglars
Niggas doing anything to acquire that paper
Live the life of crime but got saved by the rhyme
Peace to all my niggas doing
me stupid, they said that I'm dumb
Well if you don't support me then give me my space
Talking all over social media
But they don't like to say that
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
Yeah
Please let me be me
And if not, then let me be
Cuz I feel like the kid
Trying to find a way to live
In world where nothing’s free
I’ve been
bugging you seeing the swarm
If you not with it you're drowned by us all
Spitting like iroh you finna get burn
Bragging and stacking that is my new norm
(daddy, no!)
I just wanna live my life (we don't need no)
Every day a celebration (thought control)
One day I'ma leave this world
I'm waitin' for
of where you are
Take a break from worrying about what you can't control
Live a little
Go!
A hundred on the dash, bitch I'm in my bag (woah)
Lights out, know
you've ever seen
Ooh, my soul, I love you, baby
- Hey, thank you, thank you.
Here's a thing called Lazy, this is a song from Machine Head, and it's
Tell Mel Shawn to come in
Word, yo, one life to live
It's on your head
Just like my daughters
That's my word!
Polka dot
Connection
Shine just
of a kind
I can't replace this
Put this on Lord
I rip my heart out my chest for you
Even when I feel like dyin
Bae I choose to live for you
With God by my
get darker than what I would like, but I know I'm alright
Shapes that s-
By the time you get this video, it might be too late
Now people are
Trying to make it Through this thing called life
They say you only live once live once
Well shit I feel like I done been here twice
So at the moment I'm
like you this chain is fake
I wear it to distract you from the blatant sadness written on my fucking face
What'd you expect?
Did you think I was
do embrace
It's your dream nigga chase
I'm inspired by the greats
From basketball to soccer
To motorsports to music to the artists who got locked up
niggas like you in this life n I'm surrounded
By a bunch ah blatantly painted faces onese clowns
But lately
I been kinda pacey with the pounds
I ain't
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
I relaxed studying books
By Elijah and Jewel Pookrum
Original in my ways
I do what you not use to
You may descended from Ashanti
Yo ass is still
on this indo (Guess who's back)
In the studio with my partners out here
(Guess who's back)
Pacific Heights in the house
(Guess who's back) , know what I
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