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down
You don't know how your niggas
Feel bout you when you ain't around
So stop sayin they down
Break it down
By the code
I put a thousand on it
That

to get in touch
Now I'm untouchable
There ain't no fixing
This shit ain't adjustable
I guess it's my fault
I too got comfortable
You was all I ever knew

you text my tea
(I can't stand that shit)
And when you ain't sexing me
F5 All systems 

Go
Go
Go
Go

There he goes spinning like a Tornado
There he goes

I had to face it
Yeah that bitch bad but her middle name is basic
You will never see the shit im doing, need some Lasik
Shit I go by CemWav, I'm

of my shit
But it ain't so simple
In that jungle, you can't rescue everybody
This ain't Dieago, nigga
Yeah, he got money, but he still corny as fuck
Nigga

Red Room

Offset

Red Room

2018

to the Lord, my soul to keep (keep)
Controllin' me (me), take a hold of me (hold)
Bitches ain't shit, got exposed by E ('sposed)
So naive, cold in the streets

writtens, bill tenants, yeah I own this shit bitch
You ain't really with it and I noticed it
On some homeless shit got a bone to pick
But I'm never trippin'

Conversations with myself keep me leveled like loud smoke
Ain't no point in putting energy in false truths
You can miss me with that shit the way

taste it only if I say if I care
And I care, I don't just say shit
Baby, let's get naked
You ain't gotta worry 'bout shit
Just be my ride or die bitch

Yeah, Yeah
Shawty come my way
Tell me what you drank
I ain’t tryna waste your time no
I ain’t built that way
You got what I want
Yeah we on a wave
I

cutting up in the streets
Nigga please, you ain't working with nothing but the police
Listen, you ain't finna be nothing but the deceased
Listen, you in

else  That's There with them
Cause I don't need your how too's If you
Ain't done shit
Its those people always acting like They run Shit
But know it's

Cuz, I'ma keep it G real, I don't fuck with you, cuz
You disrespecting me, you disrespecting my hood
By telling me take off my flag, asking me how

around you see the proof
No excuse, but what you see is nothing new
They saying that I'm rich but I ain't rich yet
I ain't count a hundred M's yet
I

Self M.Ade

Young M.A.

Herstory

2017

around you see the proof
No excuse, but what you see is nothing new
They saying that I'm rich but I ain't rich yet
I ain't count a hundred M's yet
I

tabs for real, no
The shit got me mad I gotta blow
Girl are you down? I gotta know
For real I ain't worried cuz it always show
I’ll deal with it later

you don't hear that, I can hear my chance thumpin' that shit near
I go by leek, but the way that I shine, you call me sha chandelier
Do it like Bron,

directed by Spike Lee
Ain't got no codeine in my cup
I guess we 'bout to blow trees (huh, woah woah)

No limit like Master P
When I jump on a track, it's

on stagnant 
All these blue faces
They think that I'm stacking 
That ain't even what I'm jacking huh
Smokin on cheese in a fronto shit slapping 
Thorty wanna

right here with me (yea) by your side you know that I won't leave (want ya)
Ha ha man you already know how a nigga do man (won't leave)
I ain't even gotta

and keep grit
Don’t let nobody tell you you can’t keep believing
Color doesn’t matter it’s all about the character
After all these years and shit ain’t

Gangsta Wife

Juvenile

Life [Original Soundtrack]

1999

that know they'e gangsta
Even though you ain't got no ring on your finger
But it's always the one bitch I mean one woman
If you got nineteen hoes,

You won't say shit for a while cause you just can't run that mile (yeah)
Now I'm back where you been, talking smack just ain't a win
Know you lack cause

nobody home
And yo friends too busy for you and you're by yourself, sad and alone
I hope you think about me, how you fucked shit up
I hope you think about