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Just see me growing up to stardom
But it ain't cool cos my mom's gone
She couldn't see the progress of her 3rd born
Shout out to my friends and my
missed y'all gone I'm skipping through the timeline
This time I might prove that I’m the greatest to ever to do it
I’m with Scotty since 3rd grade been
know imma make it far, even if it takes me months
Outside the Lines, made my 3rd tape better
First 2 to practice, make the 3rd take better
My birthday
really unknown so watch yo tone when you speak to me
Cause if you stepping fire you get burnt like it's 3rd degree
No bluffing in my rap, everything I say
together tonight
(2nd time replace single with happy, 3rd time replace single with crazy
Ya know I never wanna walk down that aisle
Just never had that
high on 3rd degree (Go Go)
Tell her lil baby don't burden me burden me
Still be rapping like you ain't even heard of me (Uh)
I told lil shortie to wrap
are you the one or is it just my turn
Is you telling my fortune or selling abortions
Or 3rd degree options you’re leaving me burned
A ticket I got was
right through that twinkle in her eye
Drink at the absurdities
Burn some weed and learn some things
About the way she hurts me
To the 3rd degree
Earnestly
a pint
Tippin' through the southside, runnin' a light
Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps
Collectin' his scratch, protection' his snaps
He
a pint
Tippin' through the southside, runnin' a light
Use to have me up in 3rd Ward checkin' his traps
Collectin' his scratch, protection' his snaps
He
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
it off in no time
Oh my, did it on my own, no cosign
45, devil in disguise, free dope trial
West side, ride 'em off 3rd avenue
Go at us, have your
soldier till I die
We run this place, and I say the same shit, with a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die, bitch like I said before, ho
3rd Ward, I'm
spinners
Eating Frenchy's chicken dinner
Family came from 3rd Ward Scott
Street on up to Ennis
Hanging out on Sunnyside with my cousin Corey
They was on that
wishing big, timmy turner
said i can't buy a queen i gotta earn her
nigga you touchin me, 3rd degree murder(STOP)
genuinely concerning
it's really a burden,
We ain’t really fuckin witchu, nah you not on our team
Never foldin on my brothas, even if it’s 3rd degree
All we know is paper chasin, goin gettin
that the Lord will one day hear my cry
Like when I thought it was a wrap
I was under attack
By the blebs in my lungs, my left lung collapsed
Thanking God
to be in the 3rd World. They have bought the 2nd World and put a firm down payment on the 1st one. Controlling your resources we'll control your world.
so 3rd degree's how bad it was burning me
But maybe being a smarty pants ain't in my genes purposefully
I got to be reminded when God made me he was
you best believe its 3rd degree or its surgery
Kill my image they murder me
All off from what they heard of me
All that trying to sound better didn't
in the worst place
All I had was beastie boys and third bass
I'm the dude who always come down in 3rd place
Until I heard the story of Your Life
hoped inna streets ain't know how hot it really was
Fire arms out I got 3rd degree burns
Ain't know how to tare the scale but imma quick learner
I have
the city where niggas a burn you no 3rd degree so if you aint bout peace then keep your words from me they say forgive and forget yeah that sounds like a bet
Heard Of Me
These Niggas The First To Swear They Hot But Nigga We Been On 3rd Degree
Aint No Chance Of Holding Me
What’s They Score Like O For 3
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