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Frank, we can be successful and have enemies
We can be unsuccessful to you know? we can have friends"
I better drop this one cuz the money got the mandem

I feel better where they sell the loosies at
The price for one get 2 for that 
Lined em wit a boobie trap 
They done sent that boy to god 
Now he

you get this far
And if we in a fight, it'll only be to spar
But if you spend the night, we might smash like it's a brawl
And if you do me right, I

tryna do
Trying to master my craft
See what that mind gon do
And I keep a bag just to hold it
and I keep a stick, so I control it
You know I’m so southern

that shhhh

Even tho I ain’t tryna do that shhhh
I spend time to make another hit 
Better listen now, don’t you forget
Top 3, I still ain’t finished yet

out on his ottoman 
Imma need more than just a mop I'm in some shit
Oh not again
I think it's time to call the Wolf 
Let me get my mops 
We gone get

evil
I know them niggas that ready to slide on your step
They be ready to lift
On the trey five bix
I got right new order it ship
Get money
Better start

on fallacies
Like felestin like poverty like dry leaves 
Like a heart of a child that lost belief
Coz all he saw was disbelief do you believe
Or is blinded by

I'm from the jungle,
She from the city,
She wanna get with it
She spending the lizzy how much it gone hit me?
No problem I gotchu
I meant it I do
You

find what comes next
Many variables, I must process
So I can find the right move and do what I do to make better choices
Attending to everyone's need

to levels unheard
But that's why I'm writing, call it a t-rap
Moving this paper, but can't make a stack
It's more than a living when I'm on the track
Taking

No, I need to do this by myself
I told you twice already exactly how I felt

I'm the best rapper ever, I don't wanna be great
If they're the best,

Keep on pressing decline like the bitches you hang around know you ain't leaving you'll always be mine
Been by myself & if I'm being honest I'm feeling

To the neighborhood fiends
I done sold some coke
And I done rolled went broke
I'll pull that chopper out on your ass
Better ask my nigga big mo
A crackhead tried

chilling by the beach, Fresh breeze with a scent of dreams from beyond
Catch a glimpse, Spread my share, Like my wings, For aren't we all the one?
I mean, Id

of bliss 
I tell myself today 
Better give it all than borrow 
To bottle up my pain 
Would make a mean whiskey sour 

I’m tired I’m so tired 
Of giving my

I can never understand you 
Why do you do the things you do 
Why do you stand above the law
It's time to end the abuse 
You 
 
Eric Garner
July 17th

'm bad at first impressions
Girl just get to know me I just might impress ya 
You been messing with goofs I know I could do better
See let's paint

Say  Nigga 
Stoping playing on my top
When all ya bitch do is give it 
You can tell you broke nigga 
Look at her bag 
Look at my wrist I blind niggas

of your nipple, let me get with you
Got me harder than a missile trying to hide it like a presidential issue
One more squeeze I might pop like that finger

supposed to do, lie to you, cheat on you?
Or I can let some other dude, lie to you and cheat on you.
I'm better than that, maybe i'm playing to lose.
People

me get it
No better time than today
I be movin' how I move
Cause I know
End of the day
I'm the only one to make my mama's
Life change
Put her in a nice

I'm about tired of acting or action
I'm about tired of posting vacations

Seem like all that you do is relaxin
I think people forget that this life is

gorgeous in that dress and hey
So many bliss-full memories,
so hard to separate,
Nothin left to say,
Trust me Without you by my side
I'd feel like less