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wanna cuff me but I just live
I don't do love I just want Cheese
No heartbreak, my soul's at ease
Flow too clean when I'm on a beat
Order caskets for dead

like John Cena with these hoes, no, I can't see ya (At all)
Really put shit on with this drip, bitch, I can teach ya (Blatt, blatt)
I just poured a four

I'm enjoying my time
I was too busy chasin' life, 'stead of livin' mine

I'm takin' it as it comes
And you know that it comes to everyone
I'm just

Just give me the summertime of your love I wanna drown
Before this rising tide tears me from you

John F Kennedy he had Jackie by his side
In a motorcade

Aight this is serious guys ok
This is no joke
Just listen

I was in my house and
I was tryna get some rest I was drowsy
Out of nowhere, Gabriel came

He Comes

De La Soul

The Grind Date

2004

And whether through religion, or stopped by the cop
Shining his flash in my face, I'm bound to see the light

A few short words, and what do ya know?
Oh,

web didn’t get too addicted nigga I’m serious 

Lemme talk bout the time my momma just caught me saving some shit on the pc

And shit got virus by all

Thrift Shop

Kidz Bop Kids

Kidz Bop, Vol. 24

2013

Hello, hello, my ace man, my fellow
John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, oh no
I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those

(aye)
This for all of the times my family was down on they luck (yeah)
Let's pick em apart, whoo I'm drawnin like art (yeah)
You can flex in a day, yeah

Money it can make a n**** act different, when you get it n***** start act different 
Trust nobody cause they gon tell your business 
Stay by my

Better duck, when we slide
Spill my cup, long live the guys
Had to stop giving out my trust cuz people'll catch you by surprise
How the fuck y'all

in my socks and pockets overstuffed 
Watch what you can learn when  I'm on the hunt 

Cause I sold some perkies 
I ain't poppin nun 

Captivated by

Blessed by a shooting star, my only wish to be alone with you
But we're out of luck and out of time
I'll stay to mourn the ways of yesterday, the life that

of the car
My weed’s in the back of the car
My weed’s in the My weed’s in the 

Just like John Cena them niggas can’t see me 
How a nigga how a nigga doing I’m

Don't ask me what I'ma be, I just want to be real
My mama feel I'ma die 'cause real niggas get killed
That fake shit get revealed, boy you know how that

but she drink and she can get a lil tipsy
I was her waiter all night but I still gave her a tip
She said lick on my ass Sid I just told her I'm hippie
I

ain't really with it
Check my credentials bitch I'm too legit
Big strap blow you down candle wick
Terminate shit kill him John Wick
Backwoods and bitches

cake
Who the one be throwing shade
Big 40 yeah goin' make it rain
Make it rain make it rain
I might just go make it rain
52 Pickup that's my game
52

I roll up that kush pack
Kush bag on the scene
When in luck
Unforeseen
I forgot
Shawty please
Got sriracha on my seat
Hit my line
I look clean
In

to become the man
Started from apes, leveled up
Got my hand on some plates
Metal tough, some is gon' hate

Never luck, had to put in the pain
You and us ain't

chase phone got some static, threw that bitch in Lake Michigan I feel like John Major, my last bitch wanna finish me
My ID say I'm American, but my shoes

mayo's song
Took far too long
Paul says he is love
This I just shove
Together in itself
But my minds on a shelf
Oh what a tangled up iron mountain
Tent I

Yeah, motherfucker come on
Motherfucker come on
Yeah, let me get that
Born a rebel with intellectual steps

For those who oppose, you feel my ratchet

random
Smoking boofini it’s platinum
I just might move to Atlanta
Got them plays,John Madden

(Bridge)
Still Living Young, fuck debates who the nicest
It