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you
Wake up in the morning, no text or call
From the woman of my dreams
The best of all
There when I needed you
There when you needed me
We broke up,

do it again
If we down by 2 I shoot the 3 you know I'm just tryin' win
Fuck the fame, I'm runnin' up digits Fat Bro I need them M's
And when it's time

Life

Frukwan

Master Z

2007

disease
Yet, my skin tone really couldn't bring the ease
Gettin' weaker by the day, months and years
Thousands of years we reign, but now I shed a tear

Constantly mistreated
We fall down but we're never defeated
Stop the bleeding at the source
Its all about the choices we make
Nothings been forced
Learn to use

and foolishness
And keep my brain from being tricked by Instagram illusionists
Manipulating perception
We pressing on them hearts
Not addressin' the lessons that's

You know its like
We all put on this world for a reason
Tryna find our purpose
Tryna find peace
Lately i just been in the studio
Tryna find myself

Yeah let’s go 
Yeah let’s go 
Yeah we will take it to trial for real 

You said you want smoke with me? 
Then why did you hide in the freezer though?

down on some ride or die shit
And that's priceless
Looking for real but surrounded by fake love
Nobody loyal so she starting to hate love
Done with

you love, all these niggas
And I know I got em' sick, Pockets getting bigger
I can't give love to a thot, show love to my niggas
I get love up

sweet, though he outchea looking mean
He know i’mma be a freak every day of the week
When it’s time for action
He meet me in the back
And he drive it real

Pants so tight can’t fit my gun
Bad bitch with me wanna have some fun
Fuck it let’s go on the run run run
Nigga having extras by the motherfucking

cause you'll be more inconsolable 
the more you know.

When things go wrong
And there is no song
For you to ride on.
And you're a pawn
And you feel

face the facts (yea)
At the end of the day we gotta face the facts
I don't wanna end it baby
I don't wanna end it
But all these drugs that I've been

it seem like everything's in tune
Your circles are small, is there room for anyone else within
If I asked would you let me in
Or does trying at all

the bitch hit the store 
Bust bust down yeah u know how it go
Touchdown touchdown imma make the bitch score 
She gone give it all to me cause all this bitch

a motherfucker time is money and I ain't got a cent to spare (Haaaa)
This is rare, but so unfair I know this a lot for they souls to bare (Oh Well)
Came in like

I'm gone be the biggest rapper one day
Ain't no nigga gone be fucking with me
I'm thuggin on a Sunday
We bringing block for block
We swinging through

is a grrah-grrah? Bitch, we
Aimin' for mattas, walk ups
We don't do drive-bys
These lil' niggas, they know what we do
If we spot him, we clearing

the memories
When we were as green as grass,
Sing each other melodies
As a promise it was more than just
A flash of stupid dreaming
Just for time being
Oh, what

what I’m supposed to do 

So we went for a walk while I’m thinking bout the pool

I know we all know the feeling when u wanna smash 

But you can’t

I know what you thinking
"Why have all my brothers gonn missing?"
I aint gonn stop until im dead or in prison
just need to call up some digits
Cause

nigga
That's the plan know I rock out the show
Then I talk to the fans
Walk in that bank and deposit the bands
All black how we movin', bitch
Movin' that

know
The dead have the virtue of looking like each other

It seems like yesterday
We were children
And playing at running
After each other;
You would

like it ain't matter much
And came back with a vengeance for some blood and independence
With a little bit of pride to set aside with what we have