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ass to sleep
Now rock a bye bitch, no we is not finna fuck

Now goodbye bitch "Hold up, can I get a ride?
You can ride this, I'll get a nigga top

with the
fish

You know how i get... when i whip a brick
Sippin on that wock Montgomery County
Milly rock


Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Audi S-Line this aint no

Right back to the good old times
I get it now
Don't make a sound
It's been a while
I'm gone by the pound
Mix Listerine
With promethazine
Don't mess with

different

Coke up my nose
“Lala Land,” California
I took a double dose and sat back on the sofa (yay, yay,yay)
Mix the highs with the lows
Trippy sweet tarts

Attitude so amusing, make your fans laugh like I'm craze clown
You be claiming that your team rocks, when we show up all your knees down
And this one for my

as I cook
Judgin' me for a mix-up, they rattled on, they mistook

So I'll keep pushin' on
Jesus bought us at full price, no coupon
Jesus is the way, know

getting older, can’t let these niggas break her heart 

Providing for my family’s the first thought when I'm waking up 

By any means necessary 

Malcolm x,

a crazy ass bar
This deserves a toast to the most boastful guy by far
Mack's in this shit, and immaculately cracking your lid
I'm asking y'all, can we get

warning, don't want a text, "good morning,"
Stop sharing my location, oh what a mess you're making
I cried on your cold shoulder, thank God that I got older

Freefallin'

Atmosphere

To All My Friends: Blood Makes the Blade Holy

2010

wasn't locked
Nowadays you ought to watch your spot
Even with all the flaws of that boss you mock
You could still close your eyes and toss a rock
I bet

from 1992
First one in a series, look out for volume two
No Alternative for me, no more rock for you

So we stop by the store, and we buy a couple more

With a bubble eyed bitch
Lighting up your life flying pass all yemps
Cause hoes'll get shife
I swang and swing, down M-L-King
Drop screens on the scene,

loans loans,
You can count me out, oh yea I'm gone gone gone,

F*ck a PMP,
Trying to get mine wit CMB,
Rock Nation or BBE,
Into my grind you can see me

Smoke with Me

Lil' Keke

Blowin and Bangin, Vol. 2

2006

Puffing on Afghan, and not hydro
What the deal, I'm working my wheel and showing skills
Sipping hen on the rocks, floss in the drought
I'm ripping up my

shit
The antagonist of it
Doc ock and killer croc fused in a mix
Ya boy Yung halogen hitting all em licks
Same time I'm crossing over river Styx
Goddam

that's how I rode up
I spent my life at rock bottom, only way is go up
How come the only people telling me to grow up
Are the people with panoch that smell

sortin' straws (get off)
"I'm gonna go out young, Do I feel like I'm gonna die sooner than later?"
(Damn straight)
"I'm definitely cool with that man, ya

Keltec, dreamin'
Gave me somethin' to believe in
Ecstasy general, I slice with precision
Driven by energy you wouldn't believe in
Dap out the blunt,

you like to touch snooze
But the problem is during sleep you can get touched too
It ain't Halloween yet, but you bet we wearing costumes
First time I

Here lies my anger and pride
All bangers aside
I try
Mix and master the attempts
It's all good until the shapes get bent and the rent gets spent
Side

On my Bryson Tiller shit
This Just Another Interlude
Know that I stay out the mix
But I'm tryna get into you
Know that I'm legit
He thinks the way I

things lost to history
Megalithic arches buried in sand
it's not that bad unless I let it get to me
another blueprint to see
diagram drafted from memory

If I make you cry
Would you wanna die
Or stay by my side
Cause I need to know
Are you gonna ride
Are you gonna lie
Then leave me for fame
Just let me

a rock, look like it was stocky
I put the pole up
Fat nigga stocky but cocky
I bust a bitch down
Sloppy, baby, sloppy my toppy
Make bitches bust down really