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This is jail, 3 burners made Tina Turner dance
Probably, you kidin me? Only my man bust side to me
I was gotta be slicin the pot, if I divide it by 3

To bring the light back to those eyes
Don't you know the way
So don't you run away
Don't you want to stay
Still I wait by the window
How'd it get so damn

my woman pretty with rump
President of my regime and these Niggas be hating I'm starting to feel like I'm Trump
Damn, no longer count bands with my

anything, if it's Drama Boy, I be creepin

Baby got a attitude, girl, just tell me how you feel
You be worried about these other hoes whole time, you know

heck is?
If I curse more - nothing really happens
They know more than me 
Tell me how bad it's

I ain't far away from their age
I was a good boy wanted

oh oh, all of my life I was told I 
Was nothing by friends and my family even my mother had told
Me if she were to know I would be such a hideous

yall heard all the different songs
I know yall wanna just get involved
I be drawn I'm a Scribble Naught
It's you niggas fault, keep this in the vault
Did

when they used to call me a chum
I used to be a bum
Sittin' by my self at lunch (heh)
And now I'm busy out here havin' my fun
Met a girl like Rosalina

called Mike, said get ready we bouta spend blocks
Before we all ride, seat belts on, and doors locked
Damn, these niggas be thinking they hot
You in

and everyone
We'll see
Life is a struggle
No matter how hard I try
Sometimes it feels like there's just no way I can escape (Damn)
And the pressure becomes too

Stickin' to tradition like The Fiddler (Yuh)
Boy on a mission like it's Middle Earth (Aye)
Success and I were twins that were split at birth (Yuh)

with wits
What you mean?
Niggas ain't really smokin?
Boy its big chief, hit me back when I'm sober
Dumb for the cheese, they be rats, I'm a cobra
Duh you

parade
Muscle toned now
So you know we in shape
Keep the fam close
Ain't a damn thing changed
Bunch of good kids
Who just like to misbehave
Never gon stop

I'm a Brownsvillian

Mop & Drop Outs

Foundation

2009

don't give a fuck
About a killin cause I'm still in effect when you're illin
(come on! HO, HO, HO)

[Lil' Fame]
It's a big boy game bitch and I'm

a day
So many ways to get it
Just got to be consistent
Nothing was overnight even Scarface was washing dishes
Plotting on a bigger picture  got to watch

right the best book
Damn you looking right and I love it how you smell good
And you keep it tight you be working out like you should

I’m not here

a crutch by my side after making VOLUME ILL
Chill
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Young boy talkin' all that shit
Take a pill
Dolla bill, dolla bill gon' be my

individuals
Fucking 'em with such speed
My vocal box is Speedy Gonzalez I hardly breathe
Geez
Damn
Cracking a can of whoop ass
You should be glad you passed
You

the best thing
Osapa London made me psycho like YP
Man dem asking who be this? I'm a top G
I dun vex reach, imma make you feel special to me
Why a broke girl

weapon I'm ready to fight
Feel like I'm Moses telling the judge
Let my people go we forgiving by Christ
My homie got 20 years we both shed a couple

some blue suede red bottom shoes
She said she like my style, I said girl I like yours too
Said "Ill make you feel good", I said baby girl prove it
They

me 
All's you know is that I get that bacon 
And it taste so good
So yes imma rub it in your face
Told you I don't give no fucks
Told you about my

Staring at the blimp, ima have the world by my grip
Like Tony, but I'm never going out like he did
Offer pennies for my thoughts, I could feel

stay lowkey with a tall cup
Got it jumping so what's good?
Show these niggas this my world
Country nigga to damn smart
Stl I'm all me
Flat shoals, lil