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my girls at
Come on, come on tell me where my girls at Yeah
Look at me short skirt, booty showing
But I'm still not asking for more
Look at her tits

a blaze, in a haze
I am a seeker
I have two kinds of eye
One looks
One feels
So I, fleet of foot, traipse
I walk within, deep

c softer stone
To beat upon my

your shake, fuck em fries, I just ate
Smokin' zi, been to high come and be my play mate
Whole look in your eyes, say I penetrate, great
She lovin'

sometimes the only way out is real narrow, 
and so I've seen DJs get ahead by going behind their own backs, 
made ya look!
what do you do is the lone pariah

Hey you how is your life these days
I want to know you more 
Sunday to Monday My love is growing bae 
It’s kinda unstoppable Stop act like you don’t

Never was strong enough to survive
But I think now I got more to gain
Been thrown in dirt almost every night
I think I started to like the pain
I was

Marvin walked into a helpless land and wondered lightly
Am I happy?
Is this happy?
Following the footsteps left by man
He stepped to reprimand

Reality is crazy we victims of our own mind
Now we find ourselves at war with our own kind
About 17 million that done gone blind
Plus two million more

on this track for your boy real quick
Let's go
Yo Yo Look
Pardon me if I seem a bit interrupted, but I'm missing something
Or the culture taking Christ out

only 
the thought of my Mum that saved me 
I booked a cab back to the Main street look at the places this shit could take me 
Week later got dropped by

fuckin' on the first date yeah
About a month back
Met by accident so I called it a love tap
She know it’s true out the blue like a fun fact
Now she down for

I'm bout to talk to y'all souls, look, uh Every night I pray the lord my soul to keep
I feel like he ignoring me I'm traumatized I keep one in

on the Road
With them things by the motor
I hope I ain't lose yu
Didn't mean to confuse you
I'm talking about music
Still in the hood
Like an a/c Compressor

the brunt of it, more like open the cabinet, gonna be needing the oven mitts, I'm a baked good, from my mom she loving it, raising me and my brother and never

big change 
See all that right there got to change 
Done living life by the book
Too many times I been shook
Like Drake I'm nice for what
Folks a blind

to that lil hoe, I want my bag nigga
Man I'm guessing shorty need it more than me
Niggas say they done it to em, they ain't done it to Lul P
I'm the hardest

misappropriated
Shits a shame and often underappreciated
My crafts spic and span not a flash in a pan
I'm passionate damn, that can be seen by the blind man
My

loan is spent!
It's a holiday!
Come on let us celebrate
I'm in a happy place
No more screens it's face to face
Man it's about time
It's been a rough ride

tight jeans was fittin' manish
Mint condition man, major damage
Potent dope, no joke
Bottle of suffix, I knew she wasn't smokin' no coke
Look hella

don't like that
Im bout the action, you pussy, you cap
I spend a band and get it right back
I spend a band and get 3 more racks
He can run up and try us,

a six-zero-zero
Cruisin' at the low speed of 10
You could take a look
Make a U-turn and see me again
Big Shaq drop crews like Quick
Got a little more G's
The one

When I eat up beef could you keep up
With a beast we feast up we don't leave much
Come and destruct any weak pup
Tryna beat us we're elite look
Man

turning back
Triplet flow, migos inspired
A few years ago, I thought they were tired
Look at how i've grown, no longer a whiner
Who thought he knew more

to a conglomerate
Anything's possible look at what Obama did,
I balance the budget perfect with a couple more commas there
Kane getting busy with Sarom on the track,