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calling a crook
Money talks, and they quiet as hell
Until they get questioned by 12
Get to screaming, no quiet is kept
Swear these Niggas don't know my body

Been a couple weeks since you reached out
And we usually speak before you leave town
You must be gone by now, but never called
Last we talked, we

never followed orders
Rebel dick face
I will not lose
Never fucker
Cope the coupe
With the roof gone
Fast lane fucker
I'm a G
My gun pop like N'sync

Novelty, my specialty Spielberg should, put me in, a movie
I sway like Stevie, wondering why this is so easy to me

You guys like gang gang skr skr, I'm

in this bitch and you know the side
I smoke weed by the zip so you know i'm high
All I know is stack ain't no more starving
I be running laps round

kept this is for the adept
See life and death is merely a quest for some it's a test
Me I ain't possesed by bone and flesh
Only facts without a doubt is

we’ve been through this before
I never could find a cure
but that was then this is now

Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time

where you'll find the street
My moms was on
But a couple years then we gone
To the west side let my faith rise
Time went by now it's gone
Roll some weed

Mac Tontoh) 
 
 I'm really like that, 3ny3 kasa 
 
 
 
Verse 2 (Ko-Jo Cue) 
 
I am everything the hood made me,  
 
The Industry is too shady e fit ruin

a waste
Practice her name
Forget by the time the sun is up and I'm gone
Can't bear to see that face again
I pretend that I'm not getting her calls
Practice

human first
Tryna touch more bands than a Jewish nurse 
And they want Stevie bucks shot Huey first
When I drop punch lines all they do is hurt
And I roll

rushin', leave em stiff
I'm finna serve em all
That's how we do, it's protocol
I'm a surgeon with this shit
Crack
Your frontal lobe is gone
IT'S ON
If you're

in with my brothers, plotting spots up out the gutter
Running the year and up the numbers, played it by ear like Stevie Wonder
Sipping the spirits for

soul
The ice on my neck is so cold
When I die bury me with the gold
On 75 taking trips on the road
Money coming in loads
I’m gone live by the code
Niggas

a chill to your eyelid I'm freezy
Necklace is blinding
I'm upping the balance
You look like your stylist is Stevie
I got the juice
And my cup overfloweth
I

Life is a bitch
But even if I went and ended it with a tool
I still won't get my fix
And I can't swim
I went to the pool of water by myself
And I

car over if ya rims sky high
Made the weed illegal when you just wanted get high
Then made it legal so corporations could get by
They gone call us crazy

All by my lonely
Know you a snake
You not my homie
Fly like a Hawke I grind like Tony
I'm tough as iron man no Tony
People is actors y'all really phony

All by my lonely
Know you a snake
You not my homie
Fly like a Hawke I grind like Tony
I'm tough as iron man no Tony
People is actors y'all really phony

It goes sex drug violence my narrative is narrated
Recorded over sirens to bull dozer barricades
With the science of sonics my phonics will macerate

Uh yea uh 
This shit raw no cut uh
Uh uh uh foxes only lets get it
I'm by the city so I ain't got the drakes I brought all the switches with me

Dispense with the formalities and schemes
You may be contemplating
Foes are turning furry in
A hurry when transmogulating

By the pricking of my thumbs

the streets then I'm gone off the deep end 
Bitches down for some fuckin and freakin 
Tryna find me some pussy to sleep in
I got uber in my recents 
My weed is

vibe to others and to show what good vibes truly means to us
Now I would like to call up brother Reezy, come on up brother Reezy to the podium and he is