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Real jigga shit
Lemme dumb it down just a little bit
Don't tink cause I make tunes fi di galdem that I'm sweet like pick n mix
Cyaan tek man for no

was sat round a campfire 
I had an acoustic guitar I was strumming along
Someone said 'sorry to be that guy but could you play can't know all

of gold
You can walk for miles and miles Surrounded by lost souls
Then a man with a suit and tie Tells me I don't belong
I'll Prove You Wrong, I'll Prove

all I've ever known

Never say sorry
Pull up to the party 
Man I pull up in a Rarri
Feelin on your body 
Yeah she a thotty 

Aye that's alright with me

Ninety Seven maybe ninety six
Sorry I count my kills
When I am in my feels

Money heaven yes I like to MIX
And when I mix with ink
I make some other shxt

nobody on my friends list
Pray to god for strength to end this

If i sleep 
With my hands 
By my side
Maybe i
Can survive
For tonight
One more night 
Give

I'm just here sitting by myself
Ohhhh nooooo
Tryna heal but I got no help

Oh yeah there's drams?
Lemme go call up my right hand
He's slide with tool

with the highest
I ain't talking bout the Fried Man at GG, but I pray on repeat
So I'm protected by my G, GOD and JC, for sure they got me
I be balling

All these chicks trouble with conniving efforts
Ironically she ain't a cheater 'til you catch her
Why is every single caption 'bout applying

like a clothespin
Stay in my zone man I gotta stay zoned in
Sorry not sorry for the ones I've been ghosting
I'm tired of the fakes, im tired

with a tone oh is that her daddy
Take her home when it's done and she tellin' me sorry
Put my mark on her neck and i let her daddy see

Didn't expected

Galore, James Bond
Only time you touch a trigga is when you fucked Trey Songz
Coke head, you cheated on your man with Ebro
I might leak the footage

forgetting
To live inside the moment, with these beautiful women
They all up on me, I just don't see
Cause I'm blinded by, all these different things on my

when shit hit the fan
Bitch I'm the man yes I am
Lookin' for smoke 'till it go down
I had to trap with the four pound
Run in your house don't make no

turned to a memory
I'm settling, mix ketamine with the amphetamine
You saw a side of me, that no one ever sees, it's just a shell of me
Pretending that

while I play my guitar
I freestyle a song FM mix it next week
She think about me when she want something to eat
She wasn't for me gave her back

Popular crowd
Never did fit
Under equipped
Considered misfit
More under pressure the harder it gets
The flower, the water, the unleavened mix...

My

Yeah
Nod your head, man
You know you feel it
I don't say much
But when I do
Ooo Wee
Ha-ha

Let's go

I'm unapologetic by the way I choose to set it

getting sidney crosby hat tricks
Man with no patience
Less than most caucasians
Teacher i'm too high i can't read these equations
So give me another paper

Only Way to Travel

Bill Anderson

Every Time I Turn the Radio On/Talk to Me Ohio

1975

a man
But somethin' kinda restless started stirrin' in my body
Before I even got my guitar out
And I'm glad I didn't waste my time writin' all these

Big belly Mr Bobinsky
If it's beef
Call Laz or call Brisk g
If I leave the scene
They gonn' miss me
So mix the ginger with whiskey
And the sauce

It Ain't Safe No More

Busta Rhymes

It Ain't Safe No More

2002

believe can you, I'm calling my dog Nathaniel
And balling with all my mans you'll be blowing and all will hand you
Accordingly or disorderly bullets are

had racks by the way thank God that I beat the case
Go hard on beats like Dr. Dre

A pardon me but I'm okay, so sorry, lil' bitch, for the wait
A pardon

I sanko
Me am a boss kam bu danfo
Bad man pull up in a Lambo'
Government plates in my Prado
Bad belle want make I sanko
Me am a boss kam by danfo o