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a lil cash and ran it up fast (Zoom)
Walk in the mall ian checking the tag (Uh uh)
Ian bougie like yall I'll truey my ass (True)
True religion wit the bag

isn't like a game
You cannot get away from the fade away
So we gotta get better from day to day

Some gone say the love the lord but chasing cake, hmm

weren't like they were before
My teardrops fell like rain that day
When I heard what Joni had to say

Jimmy Jimmy please don't cry
You'll forget me by

All day by lonely, Red Ranger, Fucking Hellraiser
Ian gon buy no Marc Jacobs, but best believe I got my cake up
Singinggg ona lovelyy dark nightt, even

Highschool
Yea i was that fly dude
The one that walk right by you
Hairline Trigger Peel His Scalp Like He Caillou

One day y'all gone wake up and all

really mastered guilt, so Ima get this money and cover my daughter like a quilt (Brook)
And I done found my groove so Ian bout to quit
And ion fuck around

a little different these days

I never know that I could love like this
'Cause I never knew a love like this, yeah
It turns out I never know a thing

the greatest chapters flew right by
There comes a day when we all find out for ourselves
That once we have the words to say, there's no one left to tell
I

own
Ian never need yo help
I did it all myself 
So ima ball by myself 

I did it on my lonely 
Ain't nobody help me I had to go get it

We niggas get

Ian pressured by none of these hoes
No feelings for none of these niggas

Fuck a bitch
Fuck a nigga 
Count money get scrilla
Fuck a bitch
Fuck

She tryna fuck wit me
Told the lil hoe I'm swiping left
I like to get money
I do this shi by myself
I be worried bout me
Ian worried bout no one else

Dirty Old Town

Roger Whittaker

The World of Roger Whittaker [Pair]

1988

old town
Chop you down one of these days

on the diamonds, John Cena, can't see me
Walking on the beat, like the shit was made by DP
Trappin' all day, selling drugs, by the BP
Back to Back hits, nigga went

Aye lemme punch in
Ight its good
I've been getting famous now these bitches wanna come over
I've been taking all these xannies baby Ian sober

Look what Jim Crow's done and gone
Went and changed his name
Don't know what he's going by these days
But he's still actin' the same
You can call

to him
He knows the past and the present are relative
Kind of like how someone might
Piece by piece, easily
Stitch together the parts from their mouse

The Fighter

Bon Jovi

What About Now

2013

turnpike, counting the headlights
Those cars just like days pass me by

I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
I am the fighter, few will remember

Bitch I got it on my own Ian need no help 
Never had a big homie did it by myself
Made 5 in a day all by myself 
I'm made a killin off these yotts

days
N a couple nights
Filling up my lungs
Cause Ian been
Living right
Getting to it
Ima take everything that mine

It's Been couple days
N a couple

Rock out every single trip Ian stoppin nigga
Pushup shoot ya in ya hip let out some carbon nigga
Bloxk to bloxk city to city we lit like some

these days
Is to buy and sell
So

I'm goin' down to the dreaming fields
But what will be my harvest now
Where every tear that falls on a memory
Feels like

just posted like Ian got nun to prove
It hit my thoughts wen I realized put me in the booth
I got some shit to say I know it's gone be the truth
These

and threw away the key
Ain't had no sleep in bout 3 days, but I'm still chasing dreams
Ian no saint like Ian Neva been on Bourbon street
I know you heard

These niggas throw dirty on my name
I'm Juss switching shit up gotta stay in my lane
And I gotta stay close wit that thang
Cuz if they run up Ian