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a couple shots on Wednesday
Pack another bowl on Thursday
Pull up to a party on Friday
Didn't get home 'til Saturday
I'll be broke again on Sunday
With my

with no refrain
Pistol whipping dummies
'Til them bummies lame
Whip or run I bang
And then I take off
Cause I ain't fooling around
I put it down
This my

by night, 'til the sun shows up
Hey (Buckle up baby, it's about to get real)
It's bubbles in the clear ones
Hollar if you hear one seven in yo' ears

So Ghetto

Jay-Z

Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Clean]

1999

or hate me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down"

Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday

Haakon gonna split the defense like a needle and a thread
Wake up early hit the club man I gotta get that bread
I be steppin' on that pedal 'til my RPM's

Kick It Like That

Styles P

Time Is Money

2006

from a pimp
But we can do the thang cause the car got tints
My love's like a jungle, hop around like some chimps
Or we can do the thang 'til the stick go

out
I said I'm
Bitch I'm bussing Til I'm passing out
Died on Monday
Walked through hell on Tuesday
Made a deal on Wednesday
Resurrect on Thursday
Found

Symphony

Towkio

Symphony

2017

Would you believe in the thing called destiny:
So would you live for me, or die for me, or sin for me
Or play along baby girl like a symphony, I'm like

couldn't die why?
This is D I Y time
So I grind until I shine
Now that's a bright mind
White lines
Powdered on the table when it's nighttime
I tried but I

some say, fake it 'til you make it in a dumb way / just wait, I'm a be me, and still touch cake NIGGA / 

Hook
I was born in the summer (WHAT)
I've been

little mind games
All around the schoolyard
They might insult your clothing
Or make fun of your name
Like they mocked Jen Morecock
'Til she burst into

Jeans
You already know that I'm a beast (Beastboy)
But wait 'til you see me without a leash (ja, ja, ja)
Wir sind Big Dogs on Big Screens (Big Dogs)

Shawty Imma ride
Imma fuck up 'til I die
You can keep your gold checks and I'll be back home tonight
I ain't with you, that's alright
But you on my

dishes he never recover
Wallah wallah, we finna pop by the summer, summer
We turning up ’til the sun up
I only stay wit my brothers
Cause dawgs turn

boy
We dun' lost souls
We dun' lost hope
We dun' lost love
I had lost loved ones it gets to me
Watch him never heal 'til the coughing is rather

'til the right people notice
Only thing I follow is the money baby you know this
Let's go
Homie, let's go
Let's get this dough
And live the life we want

I was seventeen I thought that I was fly as a bitch
Fly as a bitch
It was a few years later 'til reality had finally hit
That I didn't know shit
All

to die

And then it's Saturday: doesn't really matter to me

Sunday is hell I'm just bracing myself til it starts all over again

Monday: no fun day

night til the mornin break
Velvet Room Sunday, Magic City Monday
Two Dolla Tuesday
Yeah you know Shawty coming
Body Tap Wednesday, Pure on Thursday

Discord server
'Til Brit's a bit more subservient
Brit, you're my servant, Nick, Jordan
All of you are boring burdens
I'm an insult-hurling Birmingham boy

rappers for the fuck of it
Live by the mantra: live live, die never so
In other words, the real legacy breathes forever

Drunk driving on a Wednesday

brothers sing their blues 'til the day is done
I wish I had no cares, I just want to roam
But it's so hard feeling safe when I'm alone
Then I take a look

a netscape glow 
Try not to die with an orinico flow 
Wednesday is my day to live in the 6x8 
Thursday I've gone far when the gone guards show up late 

Cali

a netscape glow 
Try not to die with an orinico flow 
Wednesday is my day to live in the 6x8 
Thursday I've gone far when the gone guards show up late 

Cali