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to feel alone
everybody wants to love someone
Out of the tree go pick a plum
Why can't we all just get along?

(Boys) boys in the girl's room
(Girls)

simply smart play by the
legendary Champion. He approaches the ball.. let?s watch.

Champion: Take a swing at the ball hitting the tree route in

the child
On the road going extra mile
Smoke A O trim 2 pounds
Lord knows how we getting down
NorCal going wild no doubt
Pocket fulla tree gotta
Rocket in

hundred milli

I digress
They tell me I ain't made a vibe yet
I traded secrets in my last meal
If only they could let it Digest

Are we live yet?
Shit they

inside of me
Let me tell you, baby
You lit a fire by the old oak tree, yes you did
(You lit a fire by the old oak tree) Boy you lit a fire in me
(The gates

to worry
Make your family set a funeral In a hurry
You should not to fuck with me
Cut you up, end that family tree
I'm an apex predator
I survive, I'm deaths

down
They want to shit on my greatness
I do not fuck with the doubters
I do not sit with the cowards
I put in work by the hours
I'm wiping my sweat with

Boy I keep by the dozen
Yea boy I hear em humming
Known to keep the trap buzzing
Way the audio dope boom
Ask T-Book my cousin
Man I been putting in work

brother
And another, two-thirds younger
Due in months to come
Family tree is One
With many branches
Seldom second chances occur
Hope my departure does not

Off the Rip

N.O.R.E.

Off the Rip

2015

running like a skit, boy
I'll push you on my skit, boy
On my wrist is a brick, boy
Coke empire, brick by brick, boy
Coke Boys off the rip, boy

Oh me, oh my

Imagine me with all of us
Imagine me never bustin
Five-nine could crop dust it
Imagine me in the shawty, shorty
Bumpin’ Conceited by "Milli" one, two

about the boy!

(The typists break into defiant tap, topped by MISS FLANNERY in a tap solo.)

Shout hooray and halleluh!
Now that me and mister wrong are

bag
Blowing money fast poppin all them tags
Stepped up out the both
And she like boy you all up in yo shit
Hopped right in the coupe you
know the one

) collecting jewels that catch your eye
(Girls) don't let a soul mate pass you by

Boys in the girl's room
Girls in the men's room
You free your mind in

Don't Panic

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi, Vol. 2: Gangsta Grillz

2014

innin', just beat a life sentence
Anyone of you lil' boys on the yard, throw the coffee in your face
While your wife stick a knife in your kidney
Bitch

a milli, caught a milli
Fuck emotions, fuck emotions 
Niggaz changed, niggaz changed
Then I changed, then I changed
Put the game, put the game
In a bag, in

, caught a milli
Fuck emotions, fuck emotions
Niggas changed, niggas changed
Then I changed, then I changed
Put the game, put the game
In a bag, in a bag
I

in da city up
9 Milli wit the switch make a nigga milli rock
Concrete jungle Tarzan don't got sticks like us
Gotta learn how to survive in the trenches

the bros sippin that good drank
Can't wait to accomplish all my goals that'll be the day (aye aye)
Can't wait to make my first milli put it in the safe
Can't

sat in a game at The Miner's Saloon
Soon I had doubled my stake
The cards run like they'd been dealt by lady luck
They were just sealin' my fate

Dance to your daddy, my little man

You shall have a fishy in your little dishy
You shall have a fishy when the bowl comes in 

Prettiest little boy in

[SHOUTOUT]
Masi

[VERSE 1]
I was laying in the sunlight
In the sunlight
In the sunlight, sunlight
Everything was going alright
Going alright
Going

don't forget, as time goes on
All the joy is never gone

So come on, boy, let's sit by the fire
I wanna tell you a story about my mother
How she

fuckin' a lame
I'm givin' her game, like Wallo, Gillie, and shit (woah)
I just jumped off the plane
A milli' in cash, like Rylo, killin' this shit (woah)