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Lookin up on the daily
Askin no one can save me
Don't fall almost on the railing
Glocks up, red dots aimin
Say amen, don't make statements
They hate

could start

My life like a lesson but I never learn
If you play with fire you might get burned 
Don't be impatient wait for your turn 
Watch how they

Ay
I been OT, collecting my fees
I hope it don't take too long
They coming for me, it's under my seat
I hope I don't wait too long
Taking these risks

just need real by my sides, keeping it real, never lie 
Heard they be chasing with badness 
Maybe they don't so I'm tripping  
I aint tryna taking your

shit,you just moving lips
It don't matter what resolutions you make
You still a bitch nigga
Stop talking just do it
But 2020 ima gon be a rich nigga

By

and hoes
But they don’t know
I bet they don’t even know
That you live in her home
Eating all of her food
She be paying your bills
Buying all of your clothes

name and you tell me what's coming up
I'm youngin who stunting that they discuss
In my face ion don't think that they had enough
Fast Car Go Vroom Vroom

written son of a bitch
And those words your spittin', they don't mean shit
In this game I'm livin', on the sidelines you sit
And brag about the life you

now but they gon see
I don't got time for SOB's
The more I do, the more I'm free
And all that I got is all I need
Put in the time and I finally made it

hope
Good luck from that wishing well
Gon put me on
Wishing wells
I can't tell
How I get stuck on this same shit
I'm dodging L's
They don't tell you but

No copy of me don't need no clones ya dig
Can't handle shit that's fake niggas hide shit in they wig
I cannot stick with folks, separate banana split

or on Fox 5
Can tell if a nigga bitch really real when ever we lock eyes
But if a nigga wanna slide on me I do the cha cha
We pull up by they ass we flippin'

(I said that) 

Work is so s--t

So I gibbed it off
They laughed a bit, "he's off to do his hippy hop"
Flippin n-bs, this is exactly what I mean
You've

Dope, Pussy and Money

Master P

Mama's Bad Boy

1992

you
You been smokin' dank or somethin'

[Big Ed]
Man I don't know man I was trippin' and shit

[Master P]
Come on man let's do this shit right
Man get

ain't near tryna get got
See me hanging on the edge with grip locked
Youngins in the city thinking they a big shot
Cause they sell it by the ounce in

we need to repent
All my niggas is villains dont fuck with Clark Kent
They claim they want smoke but they rolling up skint
Nigga how you crash out

Think about it
You can do a lot of things
You always got a choice
If you don't go in
Wont need out things
You can have a lot of plans
You can have a bunch

Uh Oh

Mystikal

The Assassin

1998

Hypnotized by the way that stripper blast 

She shoots me deep in a trance 

But look in my TRU shit fast or I'm ready to ass 

don't you make

Take a lil bit of a walk
Where the market at

Gave my god a good talk now they coppin a pack
Only fuck niggas aint running no lap 
I was servin that

the description right (right)
I keep that dope in my lungs 'cause it keep my system right (right)
Rockin' the South Memphis, where niggas don't look up to they

mama say I'm ratchet
Tell me don't make all that racket
About to kill her with my hatchet
Hope the blood don't stain my khakis
If they do I'll trade them

shot from a doctor
I felt his proposal was improper
Trying shoot me up with the same sickness that's lame business
I don't blame em that's they game they

you too (Grr)
Don't let me show what my hittas could do
(Woo, woo) oh, you speakin' on what? Let
Me hear who you boomed
And this ain't no rap beef
Sit

Uh
Yea
Yea
Yea
Can you
Turn me up a lil bit
Yea
Glooks
Nov
Mama said not to call em pigs anymore
I'm aging by the day they don't see me as a kid