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You didn't dye your hair and oh my hair went black
Now what you knew you knew you knew you know what the fuck
Take all the way you get down I'll get

, i'm rapping my ass off, stick to the bottle, you ain't go no bars
I'm put together, i can just do whatever, you build connections, i can take it apart

Your like I know right
So why not begin
This whole life we go by
It's go time again
So why not begin
It's go time again
Your like I know right
So why

taking all of your crops
From your children to your corncobs

Okay, my attempt's to break the ice
I take a slice at pacifism
Classically conditioned to be

take your spot
Buss downs and Birkins, bae, that's the bare minimum
Last year a nigga ran through a whole million (trust)
Dates overseas by the beach

haven't got the time
To waste a summers day on the dark parts of life
So come right through and take off your shoes
Tell me everything today I put you

roars but Stay Melo
Its hoody season for them cold nights, I cut off I use a scissor (SZA) that CTRL right?
I cut em off your team should pick me I should

Why Wouldn't I

Fabolous

The Desert Storm Mixtape: DJ Envy - Blok Party, Vol. 1 [Clean]

2003

right behind 'em in the Porsche drop
Linen soft top, sick chain with 20 point rocks
Take your bitch, why wouldn't I?
The whip got chrome shoes, cream

in your (Cherry red civic)
I know you ain't (Fazed by eccentrics)
You ain't looking for no makeover
You thinking merger not a takeover
I see you with

your rights
Sex sells, strife turns record profits
I turn records off with disdain
Listening to kids with brains
Who switched lanes, ‘cause spitting

acting unreasonable

Fuck it, come in and sit down
Take off your shoes when you're in this house
There's beers in the fridge, got piff by the ounce
It used

tatted arms
Try me like stayin' off your phone with some real shit goin' on
Try me like some threads in the fittin' room
Try me like puttin' new art

nose and clown shoes 
Do what you love and 
Forget the ones that doubt you
Imma be on top 
With or without you 

Just take your time
Don't lose your mind

I suppose to
No dey say I don dey form

If you see me say you wanna take photo
You can count yourself lucky o
You know say small boy don grow

Your

See me through God's eye
Truly become the sole in my shoes
March in with my cry
March in with my cry
Take all of it in taste of my skin seasoned by

to pen and paper
Inside my inner mind digging bigger craters

Take a walk
In my shoes
Parallel life, parallel living
It's not what I do
If you like it all

"you're better off without him" 
Remember when they said that I was never gonna make it 
You said "it's yours, and all you gotta do is go and take it"

with the
Yacht waiting by the shore, for sure
(now play)
Hey, she wears the shoes that allows
Her to walk on the stars
That’s when I pulled up in my

to take your spot
I was praying for you
you was praying against me
Always kept it hundred you was playing fifty
You goin catch nine if you play it through

Margiela shoes, ain't got time to lose
That's your dude walking in my queue, fake ass Jimmy Choo's
Whatchu' doing bae'? I could take you out to Saint Laurent

more tries
This chopper off of Call of Duty, but it ain't no revive,
I'll see your opp ass on the other side
Old dead ass, nigga
I do this shit for my

cellophane
Take me off of these pills
Trade 'em for a hundred dollar bill
Sometimes I wish time stood still
More time to write rhymes in the book with a quill

inside the livin' room, oh, ah-ah
I been doin' right knowin' you do right by your child (oh, God)
Outside church shoes, so don't get a Bible

Self-made

pointing fingers off at your trial (damn)
My Rolls-Royce with my driver in it
Gettin' fucked up 'cause I ain't got to drive (yeah)
That Kendrick on them