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gangsta my heart black like Koly P done put niggas out of reach done got stung by plenty bees
You gotta different type of love girl I need you, girl I need

disclaimed
I've been from the block, but I'm still in my lane
Grown shit, this is what I became

So many who, what, whys and when's
One mic, one mind, one

Turn this life into a lifestyle
Drive by turn a niggas lights out
Going crazy in a five star
Say she wanna take another bite yay

That’s right going

Paranoid, paranoid
Try to avoid everybody by all cost
Rain rain go away
Please come back another day
I see your headlights
Driving through red lights
Who

Choppa kicking I got Bruce Lee by my fucking wrist
No karate but ill pull-up and go chop his shit
Got me mad because there's blood all on these new Ricks

a minute
Hold on, you say you want me gone
So who you cookin' dinner for?
Mmm, that looks good, I'm staying
When I said you weren't a good cook
I was playing

one
Man, we put the dog on
His face like he Krillin
I ain’t heard ‘bout shit, nigga
Who is you killin’?
BabyLife shit, I’m tied in with the realest

who I am
I could send that blitz
That boy havin’ butterflies
He feel like shit
Kilo was 14 years old wit' a brick
Do a 35, do not fuck up my trip
I’m

side
Run up a jet like a G9
I'm a lagoon, no seaside
We ain't from where this beach die
On the side, keep heat by
Who got the drugs for the cheap buy

So Karl Polanyi, who you quote
In the book, writes
"There are two kinds of freedom:
One good and the other bad"
Among the latter, he listed
"The

Lord, our eyes are weak and we're blinded
To the truth of who we are
Everytime we move, we're reminded
Of the things that stain our hearts chorus
For

Make your move make your move
Make your move make your move

Who makes your decision?
Tell them just to envision my cold bruise
My cold bruise
Maybe

Telling me that I'm the reason
That my mom fucking left (What?)
These dudes who would use her bitch
Are you crazy? (Are you crazy?)
You knew all the facts

brother keeps a gun by the door
Who lives on a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's dogs are vicious
Gosh your lips are delicious
What kinda girl do you take me

mean by that -
An underground chic with
The spikes and contacts dressed in all black
Cut you up but ain't none of us saw that
We gutta as fuck and all

This is what you do (that's right)
You take nothing, you get a passport
You meet me by the plane (that's right)
Be gone i'm gone

I'm taking you home

Claim
Who is the person that you became-came?
Couldn't relate late, my path is paved
Paved so I just packed up and got away-way

A-okay
Yeah, I'm smiling

Or might be playin' me, i
Need someone, honestly
Who really wants to be mine
Yea, 'cause it's lonely in my free time

The way she moves, body got me

Look at your sacred text and
The sinners around you
Look at the eyes of those
Who told you the truth
Look for the Lord's raw protection
No matter

of this perc

Off of that perc, she be tweakin'
Tryna' come see you for the weekend
I'm in the H right now
Tryna' see who linkin'
The Wock' in my double

I need is a tuba
Niggas squares, I'ma call them a grid
Might drag your grandmother by her wig
Got it out the mud, feel like a pig
Lexus coupe, riding

wonder why
But what the hell can I tell her
Yo? She just passed a hundred likes
A false percentage of people who appear
Like they care enough about her

you wanting more

Ooh Ooh ooh Ooh record Breaker

Come on and move it
Leavin' all the rest behind later if need be
I'll run it by you one more time
I'm

sayin' she need me
'Posed to be by my side
But you ain't never where you need to be
I made it out and it wasn't easy
Look, tryna repay all the people
Who