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and blue pill, what do you live for
I ask what's motivation
Is it patience, to know that you gone make it
Is it sacred, you can't tell 'em how you made it

lunch
I keep gettin' snaked by the
People I love, man
Fuck love, man, trust, all people are fucked
Man i mean, don't get me wrong
I been hurt in the past

Grab em by the titty man I'm looking for lumps
All these damn rappers lyrically I hump
Feel like hov in 93 getting it outta the trunk
I'm ahead of you

the spot
I'm floating off lean with a bot
I'm loafing these fucking bands
Broke phene well thats your mans
Dope king well yes I am
Posing as a gangsta
Why

rainin or sunny
When I'm feelin blue
They encouraged me to sing
Told me keep doin my thing
Gotta keep pullin them strings
Yeah we always knew
That we

and showed your true colors
Niggas turning green over blue hunnids
But that ain't no secret, said that ain't no secret
Y'all niggas been tripping
Man, I

brown, white, short, and tall
The man in the mirror surrounded by ya'll
One man's treasure is weight in coins
Biting from each other, know we learn
Hidden

Man, where I’m from
We were taught to chase money
Not clout like y’all clown niggas
I don’t get it


We coming live from the city, yea (from

Came out the crib an we hooping like crazy
I fucked with the vibes till she said she want fame
I'm up to bat an I'm hitting these homer
I'm by running

and some new lesbian version of the Blues Brothers. Actually, I wasn't even on the bill at all, but I knew this guy Garcia who was roadie-ing for Mellencamp

Bills all blue Like buffalo
Nigga if you want it you can get it
What the fuck is up
Had to show my hood side
Nigga wish you would side
Run up on my

(Yea nigga, I lost my Granny and Mekhi man I damn near went insane)
(This that real back out boy shit)
(Skrt Gang bitch)
I lost my Granny and Mekhi

like 
Obj one Kanobi 
I got the  force /
I got vibes that murder like red room live / 
Red man thought me the methods to keep it high/
Creeping my way ln

This is Smoothy the  boi
JDOT in the building
He bout to tear it down
Pass the money entertainment

Get em JDOT
Ah ha
JDOT
JDOT way hot, blue flames

and skeet off Man I'm moving too cold like I'm on the ski slope
Need big bucks fast when I'm moving through the bank get the blues wrapped tight I can Pack em

don't like that you don't go to church
And I don't like that you just working, you just coming home, Working, eating and sleeping
And going back to work."

And get it,
By any means
I’ve been rapping since about my early teens
Fitted caps were cool,
Rocking my denim jeans
It was all love and fun
Now my future

in the deep blue

Yeah, man have got pills, and powder
Selling that chowder, man are like "yowzas" (yowzas)
Grams in my trousers
We left the house

Vegas On Biz

Crooked I

Apex Predator

2013

cause
Fuck a CON, fuck a P.O. man
You cowards lose, screw you in your county blues
See our views is to get money like Howard Hughes do
Limited

finna rock out a show, uh
No you not my gang, you not my twin
Yeah, you not my bro
Big bands, bro be punching shit, he got quick hands
I'm a rich man, try

baby doll
Hit the beach or hit the mall
It's up to you I'm wit it all
Make a move now we gettin gone
Couples blues man I been tha don



Tell me what's

bass hittin' like Ray Lewis
Satan loves evil and that's all he wants to bring to us
Couldn't find the blue paw print, I was clueless
Found out Satan will

without you
The truth? Man, doubtful
But every morning I wake
Perplexed by a complex that I been tryna sedate
Like how I still fucking love you after all

even imagine
Could you even imagine
Doin how I do
Time and time again
I'm living like you never knew
We were kicking shit man
I'm used to having blues