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trying to maintain she just play the blame game
Live this shit out everyday nigga I don't day dream
She got some bitches with her and they on the same

Ain’t got time for ya bullshit
A lot dudes won’t do shit 
The rest of these niggas tryna prove shit 
No time for ya bullshit
I’m pretty cool wit the new

it feel like
Seen a lot of pain what does it heal like
At least I'm here right
I guess I'm here right
Riding round listening to instrumentals
I got

that behind
Lift the arms
Exhale just a couple times
Soda lemon lime
Mixing liquor in the night
Casually just riding and I need you by my side, yeah
Mix

'm like a shiny Metapod evolved into a Butterfree
Pokemon, play a lot of games but, this ain't one
Before they come, they go hit the block and tell

trolling in the comments, I'm a savage
Got a hunnid thousand hidden underneath the mattress
I don't mix the LeCroix this ain't two-thousand eighteen
I'm not

momma
Like they momma so that'll kinda fuck her up
Low key, them collared shirts got a button up
You say he got a lot of
Blow he better button up
100

You fucking clown
If I turn it down then you'll shoot me now
What'd you say to me boy
Get the fuck on the ground
Johnson we got a 5150
Tie his ass down

I'm stacking, I'm up in the
Ocean I slide like the kraken I jump in the pool
I don't even tap in it
No sir I wouldn't want to be you
Zap, boom, pow,

game, I play it the same
I dick down girls that only wanted the same
I got the same agent, me and 2 Chainz
Keep close to chest, tuck all your chains
I mix

get back to the good ones,
we was just chasin' some women,
runnin' the game before we playin' an inning,
now we need that cake to the ceiling,
cook in

I know that they want me dead
It's gettin' harder to tread
I got some rent in their head
A lot of people actin' like they know me, but they don't know

Mama's Bad Boy

Master P, Real Untouchables

Best of Black + Rap

2006

'm on a mission, I got a job to complete
They take one of mine, I put six of theirs into sleep
So I live by the gat and that's my toy
And out on the streets, I

I don't relate to you fuck niggas
Don't believe what you said
We got the streets in a figure four
Lock this shit by the leg
Walked thin ice

and I would bow sir
Had the killer instinct ta leave the villains extinct
Knockin out foes in scene like plane to twin towers
No Pokemon go this is

Spit asbestos like I got a death wish
Im campin wit a crunchy hippy bitch eatin Chex mix 
My mind treacherous senseless can’t make sense 
Of Reality

tryin'a be the man too quick,
Homie this ain't checkers this a game of chess,
Why do I do it like this?
Cause you like it like this.
Talk a lot of mess

feel so silly
A mix of money, and lots of funny, you got Teggy
Icy, all my shit cost, my dick is not free
Your wifey, Yh she want me that's why she hype

got my back
"I just show him I got your back"
See, in a lot of there, I'm straight
I'm Dr dre, but after stroke of mid night
I’m Mr ski AKA dooms Day

Velcro
I put em under my spell bro
My mackin' game is real cold
I'm crawling round the parking lot
In a 'lac dialup Dell slow

Catch a glimpse of this thug

not sippin on 40s
I’m by myself, I’m just tryna quarantine
I’m smoking on Runtz, this shit got me soaring yea
I’m in the studio tryna make this enormous

Yeah, all this ice that I'm wearin' you would think a nigga Veezo
All about my Benjamins, yeah, I'm bout my fuckin' B-rolls
Got the speakers knocking

My Life

Geto Boys

My Homies, Pt. 2

2006

And double up it, ain't never happened touch it
A lot of niggaz focued on they candy paints
And that was in the grills, steering wheels and grand
But I

came only saw two stars in the game
I got tunnel vision in the frame, I see niggas wishing we could trade but
I got bigger pictures in the frame
I see