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the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
don't really... I started getting tingles up the back, I don't like that. Dave?
Oh, get out of here. Anyway, no. Hahaha! Jeez, four top ten singles in
this money right
Mo' for the stash
Five tens, twenties, nice
Flip it, make it last, CYA and the bills
Always taking your cash
Investing in the skills
Paulie killed Tony right and Tony killed
Ty so it was only right
Bring em back twenty years, they was homies
Tight sixth grade
For the love
away nineteen and twenty
Just to get to twenty-one
But lately I've been realizing
When it's all said and done
Some things, like a ride in paw paw's
as the night shines[02:20.32]So I'm snoozing my alarms down the line[02:22.24]Taking a hitchhike right down the street[02:23.77]Where we got free food but
with the roof back, lettin' the breeze hit us
The bathrobe on with sweatpants and slippers
Comin' to pay a visit to whoever on the hit list
Some
with the roof back, lettin' the breeze hit us
The bathrobe on with sweatpants and slippers
Comin' to pay a visit to whoever on the hit list
Some
twenty
Twenty vision and envision you with Fendi or Prada
Be your designer
You put it on to take it off I get right behind you Work it like you want
mad at me
Making money like I won the lottery
Keep it on me i'm causing a homicide
If they think that we're playing today
Twenty fours I ain't taking no
keep on, pressing on
Now the month is March twenty-twenty, things are getting scary
They traced it back to February, maybe January
Some say it's last
voice
Come in slick like an intermission
Step in let it kick just wait for it
Closing my eyes but my visions fine
Taking me back to 2009
Losing my
gave me a lot to think about. By the time I got off that tour and luckily went back to my day job, my bills were all pilling up! I couldn't keep up?my
Seeing innocence in my daughter eyes
Taking pride inside, with all her strides
But I wanna cry, she came months after mama died
Her loss got me
in what I do don't judge me by the things I have
Why'd I fall in love with a trap phone
Why I always get depressed when I go back home
I like people
Bring the ruler back
I'll show you what do with that
Lying saying you moving crack
Where da hell did you move it at
Cameras and action bring them
in Genesis when we wrote books back then
And were the first storytellers of such things on earth
Well, kind of, OK not really
That's a privileged view
how that shit feel
I was betrayed by the ones that I loved the most
You don't know how my heart feel
Scarred by the love
Broken by trust
Sometimes I
better use that Nina
'cause that deuce-deuce ain't no good
And um I'm taking up a hobby
Maniac murderin' doin' massacre robbery
I'm twenty-two and I'm
Derrick Rose
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
Nefertiti would hold me when I was cold
Communion Sunday, my twenties, went in the bowl
I'm eatin' Popeye's spinach (21, 21, 21)
Morning dew
Percolating and still have a little time for Sunday, ooh
(So baby, let's take it back
taking bets with all takers you don’t want to know what I just lost on the Lakers
I’ll make it back by next week don’t fuck with my paper they say money
Cars Wentz taking over the fucking Super Bowl
Bitch, I am the underdog, 199th pick
20 years later, dozen championships, he's still nice with
Yeah, I am
if they not guilty
[styles]
I want a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs
Green bags from drugs, get wacked for the love
Twenty niggaz batter me,
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