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king
Dripping that fashion
Over seas
Gentleman's circle
Keep it clean
Live by the code but keep it P
Moving it different silently
Making them moves

I can't say the same for the people who by my side
Lately I been peeping weird tendencies
Bitches telling me I'm toxic but they wasting energies

to backstreets
Wanted by the six pounD and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don't see me, on a low key
With no regards

She clean out everything
Yea I did dat by myself
I never had a team
MLK
I had a dream
Out here sliding dolo
Gotta keep dat ona seat
Naw that's not my

clutchin' on them semi's
Smash ah op and kill the witness
You know we clean the business
Yea I'm fuckin with it (Fuckin' with it)
Fuckin' with it (Fuckin'

just a ghost
Man it's cool with me, got nothing to do with me
I'm a fool with it, crispy clean like new linen

Day and night
Pass me by
They don't mind

yet
Keeping it clean within that street scene I seen a lot
Grounded by reality but I like to dream a lot
For that microphone I fiend a lot and steam

changing / tuning in perception / clean antennas / beam electric 
All corners of the earth all conscience beings 
Tapped into a master mind that's been here

Introverted extrovert becomes a sapio 
Incrusted with a glee that shapes the outcome of clean thought flow
Chasing elated estrangement with

worthy
Vision straight never been blurry
Got some clean money with a lil dirty
To get the worm you gotta be early
Fuck is you saying my Nigga these niggas

streaked
And played the lightsaber song

I'm so embarrassed
By how much smoke
It's so hard to flirt
When you are constantly stoned
Now I'll stopped by

And the heinas yelled all night
The bats would fly in the sky
There were lines in the sky
Heliopters flying by
I saw the lights when my eyes were red
Like their

Yo The luck of the stars contained in a charged-up amulet
Hanging round the neck of the bard dangling
Granted by an enchantress master of emeralds

Clean family fun! (With some tragedy)
You've sunk your savings
They'll sink their teeth
Into a juicy slice! (Or a lobotomy)
Who's scared of a little

IT COULD’VE BEEN ME

17, black and clean 
But somehow center of a scene 
Lights of blue in rear view 
Lead me to a stop

Palms perspire, pulse picks

it must be stolen (Golden)
I feel like the one like I was chosen 
Creep up in your house with a glizzy not a grizzly I ain’t Goldy

Verse 1 - Guapman

what you cookin' up?

Kendre got smoked by the police
I fuck with jit, so I'ma leave him out the 'Wood and smoke Pete
Durk got killed by his homie, shit

slow
Right up till your gone

The day goes by same old
The days fly
I stay fly
I try to stay the same guy
Til I came by
A man Who can understand
The same

lit, oh yeah
I want designer fabric on my jeans
Been out here grinding man I'm feeling mean
I need them diamonds dancing looking clean
I'm shawty's final

a percentage in tha crime rate
Creep up with the Nina tuck, that's what I call a blind date
It's 5 in tha morning, and we ain't had no sleep
At tha trap,

on the road and I'm smashing that
Dirty money got me stepping clean
This ones for my trappers that are getting p's
If you ain't getting money you cant step with

Thats What I Said

Brotha Lynch Hung

The Best of Brotha Lynch Hung

get away clean wit the scene block 17
in my lap, as i creep away in da black catallic
'cause you know i got shit ta do (mutha fucka)
fake id 'cause i

Coulda been lost in the sauce
Coulda played the peasant but I chose to be a boss
Leading by example gotta sample off of Pac... Nipsey, Jayz, Fifty

clean and kept it nifty (Nifty)
Who's fucking with me?
Keep it honest not modest
You keep tryna keep things modern (What yeah)
I noticed your pattern