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Toure

Touré is the French transcription of a West African surname (English transcriptions are Turay and Touray). The name is probably derived from tùùré, the word for 'elephant' in Soninké, the language of the Ghana Empire. The clan existed as kings of Zaghari on the middle Niger before the Moroccan invasion of Ghana. A theory of their origin holds that the Touré are descended from the "Roum," pre-Arab North African soldiers, and local women. more »

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I want a yacht, we can never be in the same boat
You tryna teach me how to swim, can't even stay afloat
This nigga speaking out of turn, should be taking notes
Like I ain't on my second term if we take a vote
Some niggas don't look at the score unless the game close
I watched them struggle, I said "Put me in the game Coach!"
Some niggas ain't gonna feel that fire till that flame close
Some niggas' loyalty in question, gotta play 'em close
Some bitches shouldn't be in my section, tryna sneak a post
Never forget I was young and reckless, I still keep it close
I lost my homies at the moment feel like I needed most
I slid by in the Cullinin she think she seen a Ghost
And we on this shit everyday so I ain't even posting
She say fly me to LA, said imma keep you posted
She said you f*ck with my head, I can't even focus
She said you on the blocklist, shit I ain't even notice
None of my top ten bitches get the cold shoulder
You know if you get in my way you getting rolled over
My biggest problem is which bitches imma call over
And knowing who really gonna be with me when it's all over
West Philly big dawg, I feel like y'all HOVA
Every nigga with me slimy, I'm a king cobra
Had one night stands with bitches you would dream over, shit you would drool over
Type of bitch, you ain't got no money she'll tell you move over
I made some money the type of shit you'll make the news over
Might drop a 20, some shit your homie break the rules over
And hug your mom when the detectives bring the news over
This shit a trap, when we make it out time'll tell
Over time, I feel like we was designed to fail
My cousin just came home but his mind in jail
Cause he free but he done spent so much time in jail
He say any time not towards the grind, time wasted
You in race? You can't last place, shit you gotta chase it
He said you can't get complacent, don't do nothing basic
Always some hoes that got good taste, they say they wanna taste it
I gave some hoes some opportunities, they can't waste it
You in a car full of stars even if we didn't Wraith it
The way I came up dodging bullets, shit was the Matrix
This life might excite you but it's overrated and it's complicated
They tryna indict you, everything you got get confiscated
It was Rob still at hustle when we contemplated
On the guys we caught a couple ones we concentrated, got recompensated
Niggas in the comments hated, niggas commentated
Niggas act like 'I'm the Trenches Only Hope' got nominated
I'm the shit, got two sisters kissing like they not related
Shit I'm patient, imma pace it, I don't dickride
You know the grass ain't even greener on this side
But once you lock it in with us you can't switch sides
But once you lock it in with us you can't switch sides

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