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feeling it all
I've been really worried thinking about just ending it all 
Bullet straight to the temple
It could all be so simple
You think I really give

Been forever since I seen you down
Bitch, Yeah I know
The relations never playin out
Shit. Yeah I know
And I dat heard you been chillin' off da hoes

watch your tone
Best believe I beat your ass before I diss you in a song
Had to cut off my own family, we don't really get along
All I did was show them

and find out
Bro got four, five, I got the nine out
Let me show you somethin', blow your mind out

In a trap all night, it's just money countin
And I spend

dumpin
And that uh
Do you know where you're goin to?
Do you like the things that I bring?

I got seven Mac-11's, about eight, 38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's,

Hadda crawl before I walked, lil bitch I'm still limping
Ain't got no room to talk but you know how I kick it
Imma artist with a vision, don't be

I'm different
If you can't nigga all you gotta do is sit and listen
Look at the cars I drive
Press da pedal come alive
Horsepower at least a 100 x 5

Pieces

Hook - 1 
You hear me talk about them bins 
Cause my pieces hit a lot 
Took the flight I got ot 
Yeah I’m ready for the cop 
Hit my grower

a play
Y'all always hangin' from outside the club
Bitch we be the owners of buildings
You niggas talking a lot about stealing the sauce
But y'all little

tolerance
Cuz she did too much of that ouhh
Too many lines in the bathroom
You don't know shit about that
Why you put it in yo raps?
I don't get that
No, I

on the first name basis
I'm lookin' tasteless, Chanel
Off the runway, you on the waiting list
Patience, hand-in handin' on the avenue
The almighty
I had my lil

Say they gave the wrong young nigga money
You funny i don't know a nigga by Cinco
Boy your real name Johnny
Seen my little brother with McQueen
Then

erase

Fuck you, give me dividends
I never be a kid again
Every since a lil nigga, I dreamed about driving Benz
Crome rims with the spin

BLEEP gave me my

For the Record

Shyne

Godfather Buried Alive

2004

slug might heat me tight
Pray to god while I'm gone, is what underneath feels like
It's my work by the surf when they turn off the lights

[Verse 2]
You

West side, north side where I'm stationed
They be tryin' to claim we fam, no relation
Yeah, this shit is for the three dog
Now it's all about

cause I was raised by women aye
I was never feminine but sensitive a little bit
Nigga you can't blame me I seen shootouts as a lil kid
P.T.S.D I was

on my gat

Bullets hit his ass these hoes rip through his back
All about the green lil bitch I just want some racks
Drop your pop where you been I just

will
But why I gotta lie
And say you loyal when you ain’t
I mean do I got to die first
For you to show me that we fam
I kept it a hunna, about no

sippin on a glass,
Hat to the side, always laying in the cut (uh)
Ya'll know wassup, I'm all about a nice butt (beeeattch!)
Drinks, cash, good grass, some

how you do this with your looks,
Got me infatuated babe by the way you strut yo strut,
Now I’m enticed
Know what I need, know what I want 
Know what I

twin
Gotta learn it all over, where do I begin?
Baby I been runnin' out of oxygen

Why you tell that you really with me?
When I know that you ain't with

like Pete Rose
This year, I'm doing big things
Livin' day by day you know life ain't easy as it seems
Advice to my dogs, appreciate the simple things

Yeah well Ima let it breathe
You here me

Let me take a breather from all this sativa
Conceited insecurities evils and over achieving
I don't see it

nigga what you talm bout? Moi je te vois venir
Yeah
Assez de drip, pas de drought
I'm all about this dub
And I'm addicted to these drugs
J'suis plein de