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a point
When you ain't focal 
Change your whole life
In just one night
Bring the pack out 
In the moonlight
Nah you can't stay 
Unless the moods right
Light

And cops they watch for hand to hands
So quick your homie took the stand
And no I'll never understand
How you can change up
Snake your mans
Block baby
Burn

don't flex that yeah
Gotta do what you know to invest that
Flip a brick or an O get the next pack
Don't let a chick take your bag for a bherkin
Don't let

make it rain in clubs cause we bringing that thunder
Have your sleeping bag with you make yo whole camp slumber
Got a wrench in these gstar she call me

"Jamaica
Pack up your shit" Damn!

The fucked-up thing is that Jamaica
And I have become damn
Do I dare use the "F" word in jail but really
Have become like

brown paper bag
When i was young the only wish that i had
Was for us to come up to the riches from rags
Break bread with my people you know if i got

no soul by the end I'm the one with it
Got the bag got the pack now we doing it
You can't ever sell sacks cause you smoking it
Hidden shows you front

Watching u cry cuz It so amusing

Look at my bag I just doubled
Shooters like dame in the bubble

Smoking your pack with no trouble
Praying to god I stay

never knew when, I just never knew when
Now I see that you were just waitin' for the stakes 
To get high enough before you played your hand, and yourself

Don '42, don't bring wine out
(Ain't no wine) got the top from your ho
 you ain't find out (You ain't find out)
Kill her from the back, yeah
I'm tryna

the fuck you mad at me 
Super blessed but all these demons 
Tryna take that bag from me 
Bitch im good you bad for me 
Bitch im good you bad for me
Aint

Does it make you sad when you pack your bags and go
Somewhere far away far away
Does nostalgia grow along the way
Seeing your house behind for behind

But I don't believe you cuz I can see right through your lies

So pack your bags and Put them by the front door
Cuz I'm not gon put up with your shit

til you're dead
The universe will grant you anything you seek to find
Create your world before you, use the power the your mind

Pack your bags, you

That's What I'm Looking For [Mr. Dupri Remix]

Da Brat

Big Momma's House

2000

just what a woman need
Keep a big bank roll and a bag of weed
When it's time to go down they ain't scared to freak, shit
(That's what I'm looking for)

Krb back on these beats, man
Every time I rap you know it's a gang
When I step out the crib left clothin' on my T man
Yeah, I had a bitch shorty

Really Though the Best of me
When I was Searching for Myself Somehow you Found the Rest of me

I'll Buy the Pack (I'll buy the pack)
An we Gon' get Lit (we

no other the goat is mine to be
04 Mick Vick my type of peak
Climbing Mt Everest
At the top so many limitless treasures amid
You can lose your life

with Vlad
I entertain her she be needing the laugh
Soon as you done with them fucking squares give me a new pass
To them legs when then open
I put that

or even Randall
Keep you running back like Eddie Campbell
Girl you cold blooded I can
Tell you're not a mammal
With two humps on your back
Looking like

just like Shaggy and Scooby
With bloodied up rocks like the diamonds is rubies
Buffalo snow you can't run in the winter
It rip through your shirt like

Drip

Migos

Drip

('villians)
I'm the one dealin', I could make a killin' (killin')
Bags, can you smell it when I Vac-seal it? (Uh)
Flag, nigga, throw it up, don't care about

don't look below
Kimono Bomber from Tokyo (Yeah, yeah)
Buzz me when your skin is cold (Aye, yeah)
I might fly by, pipe and go (Aye, yeah)
I gotta dash I

on
Roll your blunt and get much higher
I just need my room, real talk who's there for an empaths doom
No thank you say less
I navigate with chains in my