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rollin', lil larger
In the parking lot of Sonics, get to it on the Chronic
OR At Bay Street, Blues Cheifing them up by the twos
Rollin' with my big sister,

Bad bitch-real nigga, I'm Mulan
Don't scam but he don't get two timed
One time I was working on a new rhyme
Do 5 heat, see if pigs really do fly
Such

and request uh-huh
Let me define who I am
People don't know what I ken
Create my life with both hands
In three words, well I'm the man
In binary, I'm the one
I

to make music every once in a blue moon
Songs with some cool tunes
Working till deep in the night
Or watching some ball with a meal on the side
I might hang

The world be my oyster so myself I go and hoister
With the water by the tide, do or die, man I see the signs
Walk the fine line with the tightrope of my ways

gettin' colder
Haters smelling kinda funny, what a odor
I stay kickin' by my homies with the toasters
Smile pretty, I should put it on a poster
Take her for

plastic
Mama did what she had to
Pops was working I ain't see me
but forgive em
All these years of pain got me whistling different
I feel the wind in

screwed
Fuck it I'm going acoustic (Syke)

Blue balls never got 'em ever
Cus god damn a nigga is too clever
I barely beat it no Michael Jackson
I'm

retlentess
Want all you women
Like you and yo best friend
They turn off the effen
Lights is to bright
Well I'm making it brighter
Get chu gone by the night

the evil
Making music for a way I can speak through
A sequel? You want a sequel
Have a single man I'm working on the debut
I could do this for the rest of my

Views from this high rise
Shirts open Mai Tai's
Heads turn and jaws droppin as my car ride by
Having fun time flies
Couple chicks & guys
No tears dry

and Captain Morgan bottle confessions
From Park Hill to Steuben Street to Jewett Ave
All the struggles with masking troubles with jokes and laughs
Letter by

cities, new schools, different peeps, different rules
Pops working double time to keep us from seeing the blues, so
Mostly learned by my lonesome
Different

pair of heels
While the hard-working blues of the collar estate
Wonder hey Don, is this America being great?

We don't want you
We don't need you

Go

the team get the bag with the gang
Money aint a thing when the flow make the change
Rollin with the m's had to go and rearrange
When It Comes To Money Blue

time after time
Really trying no to get by Yea
All hustle no stain on the jersey
Cop her a purse if she's worth it
Peep it from the start I was certain

even imagine
Could you even imagine
Doin how I do
Time and time again
I'm living like you never knew
We were kicking shit man
I'm used to having blues

smoking reefer by the zip
The set aint banging blue but we still call my brother crip the jokers know that he do rips
Bad bitch in a 1,2 niggas gas up

It's just a matter of time
Before I blow up
And put my city on you know I'm
Uh
Yeah I'm the man
Yeah I'm him
I'm working everyday
So one day we can get

remember me
I don't think you think that I'm ready g
They're gonna remember me
I'm surrounded by jealousy
The same ones who doubted
The same ones who envy me

and blue faces quit
Pray you never do
Please go at your pace because you got nothing to prove
Man it sucks but I swear it's better
Feel what you feel, but

all your secrets kept
I've been working hard in the stu so I can see success
Always rocking Nipsey blue I'm trying to motivate
Feed a couple people they

Lately in my mind I been thinking too much
Tendencies to complicate is my talent enough
And i got here by the work not attributed to luck
You could

growing up so strong and wise
But, the whisper of an angel, took her by surprise
Her boyfriend Joe was a hard working craftsman's son
Strong as oak but