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never be the same from this storm when it came
All the homes that are gone can't pencil the pain
And there will be a whole lot of lives missed
As long
seashells and some seashores
On downtime and I need more
And this vibe I’m in
Came with a v10 and these two doors
A lil cool shit from plenty bullshit
I’m
And I could tell he was lookin' for trouble
From the way that he came stompin' in
He told me to leave Shorty there by himself
Come down and wait
me, came straight from the stu', got deadlines
And that was yo' flatline
Treatin' girls from my past like past time
Had to learn nowadays ain't
and gold
More precious than diamonds and pearls
Jah love that will guide us in this evil world
And deliver us from them wicked boys and girls
There is
chasin' the racks (Oh yeah)
They ask where I'm from, it's the 'Raq (Oh yeah)
Guaranteein' I came up on a sack nigga (Uh-huh)
Everybody wanna pat me
with three large pearls on it. And I saw I thought to myself, where the hell is that dames brooch? Where's my brooch? Shit.
Don't confuse her. There was
adulation designed to make her blush
I'm a wizard of wit weaving wonderful words
My style worthwhile, like the wisdom from pearls
Make the world watch
and they controlled by the fuckin' money
But, I come from nothin', and for that right reason
I don't give a fuck 'bout goin' back to nothin'
And, it heart
and valleys make sceneries to all the many cultures that are very rich
Indeed there's quite plenty for you to see
But also there's quite a lot that puzzles me
Whoa. Amazon Prime. Whoa, don't forget Wayfair. Whoa.
I come home a little four by seven, Derek Jeter plaque. Where's that going? More Yankee shit. What
horrible forest
For a little lass snatched from Kansas
Snatched by tornado came forward
Poured a little drop of oil on his joints
She heard his voice time
opened up she's lookin' down at her feet
Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in
opened up she's lookin' down at her feet
Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in
More Bounce to the ounce
This is not a basketball
But I slam dunk
I go hard reppin for my city ya the land of funk
Plenty hits came up out this bitch but
And counted all these greats that they be praising that came from me, humble brag
I was too busy tryna save a culture to double back
More hands than I'd ever
Momma ain't have a dollar to ha name
She come from making that minimum wage
By herself with a child she raised
Just graduated she was only 18
The story
Help Me Baby)
Can You Help Me?
Special
(All Around The World)
By That I Mean That You Gon Hold Me Down
(From La To Va)
Special
(Memphis Tennessee Whats
much right now
But I thought you was
Beautiful you came into my life at
A time i was grieving
From my moms passing you was
A friend because of that
I
turns from life we learn
The more money you earn, the more money to burn
Make the sum, 'cause everything that glitters ain't gold
Get on the road
new trash bags dag
And they know where to dump that ass
In the Cha-tahoochie
River with the rest of the kids
That did business outside la familias
that easy for her.
One day she fell sick, she had a bad pain in her stomach so she was rushed to the hospital where she had to fight for her life,
Aye turn me up a lil bit
Yea right there
Yea that's cool
Aye, yea, aye
I used to fuck them hoes way before the fame (before the fame)
Well now I got
To platinum from silver, came back, bitches calling me the black Liz Taylor
Imagine that, Rob me? My nigga would kill ya, they knew the rules
All the planes I
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