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and you ain't the same
I'm a real nigga
You just a lame

Inducted into the S.O.H
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A trendsetter
Go-getter

I take all the blame
It was all

Loving every second of it
People showing fake love
They dont know what makes us
You say that you cant love
But ever since you came by
Your the one that

Covered in blood that isn't mine
The penalty for the sin I committed was death but another was willfully convicted of my crime
You see

Emmanuel came

Outlaws

Joe Purdy

Canyon Joe

2007

down sailor 
'cause I might need ya' later, just holler if you can hear,
'Cause I'm gonna need a man, 
Not a farmer girl tan and a cadillac souvenir."

I wanne be the greatest yeah
I'm on my way up yeah
Money never changed me no
Don't wanne stay here no more
Fuck who you came with
And fuck who you

IT RIGHT
'cause SHIT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
CAME UP OUT THA GUTTA'
NOW IT'S ALL BUTTA'
AND WITH MY BLADE I CUT LIKE NO OTHER
THE RUNNIN' OF THE BULLS,

and say shit
I make a hit by the time that you say it
Your baby bad but upstairs she is basic

Streams only your type of paychecks
Me I go flip it and cash

two stepping to this
This country swag I just took it I just made it my niche
We cooking out with bond fires summer nights be lit
Clear skies and hella

been learning a lot here with the fam gotta go 

With your gut people come at you better I always duck put in the work cause I don’t trust  

Good luck

make men or just mice
Mine make diamonds, told you I'm just nice
It's just right

Yeah
I never needed a coach
I been fly
High like I was sitting in coach

the sun is another chance with the Son
Regardless if you believe Judgement Day is gonna come
He came to reconcile all He wants is a relationship
It ain't

My masculine in how I how walk
From the GO in how talk
Couple clothes that I done bought
Nothing fancy I should say
Couple cases by the way
Guess

know how to cook it, 
mama on Crooklin, 
divided by madness, 
I'm tryna do better, just weed and water, 
I see why you bought it, 
Why they still

the ones that know me
You was claiming you my dog, while you talk to police
Can't trust new people, yeah I'd rather stay lonely
Sipping on the double cup,

God has smiled on me 
He has set me free

As a kid, I was told being black in America get you 2 strikes 
Don't flirt with the third or a jail cell is

a bankroll, my diamonds is VS
And I play these hoes something like the PS or DS
Three letters they came with a PS
DBE walk down that's what we do
These niggas

Pop a pill they call mental drug came In with no label
Rollup the backwood the paper I Think we got spotted by cops
They chilling just watching

With fake streams, riding waves
I can make it sound rough but look at us
We ain't giving up yet
Wanna talk about an upset
Look who's up next
Fellow

they Gone see
I was called to be great by the King
Took a lost and they thought I Was down
But I came back and picked up My crown
Make a wave with my rod

keyboards
If you need more
Just meet me by the 3 door
2 niggas in the whip thats bad boys
Cant send me titty pics with androids
Whole crew full of nerds
Gang

cause we just wanna have some fun

And then, let's call him Paul
He took me by the hand and asked if I would risk it all
I said, get a clue
I'm not

I came from another time
Another when 
Another life
Another xen
I just got resurrected
By the people who got rejected 
By you

You're just that type

make a sound
Glock with a beam stick came with 50 rounds
You steady talk about yo ounce well bitch we smoke it by the pound
Just to try and numb the pain

aight, wheres the weed at?
You know I need a dab or more to face the feedback 
Shit, let's get on with it
With everything you face, how you so calm with