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a W I made my L's my recipe
Nowadays I run the whole game
I'm like the referee
And I can never fall off
Addicted to my dreams
This Wockesha got me

wid dese demons that I fight
No way I can walk by sight
Feeling every day like I got some enemies
Bout to bring me down bring me down to my knees
But

not be behind them in prison
N' they can have their dreams but man I got a vision
36 naughts
But my Ex says she Christian
I'm more Dior dripped out type

czas,
Fuck them opps, double guap, calm as buddha
Ciężko pracuje, by mieć legacy jak Weezy Baby,
Za Twoją zwrotę mogę dać Ci tylko 50 baby,
I tak

the dreams niggas tryna steal
By any means I keep that shit concealed, bitch
Applying pressure with my common flexes on my exes though
With that come

even think it in a dream
To my team, you a meme, see yo' mug and we scream
I walk by, he see this ass, can I get some?
From Texas in the summer, I'ma hit

chew these MC's like Charles
By the the Ton
But it don't match the rush I feel
When we become one
I see you queen in my dreams
It wasn't nothing obscene

getting loose
I was bred to be a winner
I will never lose
But when it comes to these women
Pull em by the twos
Fuck her all day and night and send her home

up when I had that chopper by my side they kick the door
Worst thing they could've did was caught me out in Cali
Locked me up and tried to violate my

that's always going
Up and down
Strippers
Making big problems
Out of small
Splinters
Playing y'all opening day
Weed inside my Swisher
You want to throw me

and act out
Change the scenery, free will, can't miss, Uh

Got a curse and a gift, uh
You know I Walk with a limp cause this big 40 on my hip
You better use

of strange
It's never been the same
Since sixteen
Young kid, with big bright dreams
I was writing like every other day
Didn't give a fuck about streams

It's a weird feeling coming over me
Somehow this nice sweet girl
Makes me feel like I need
Something I can never have
Something I left broken
It's

labs and new crack
Empty baggies and true mack's
Broken dreams and
Big pimping spitting
Game and cold facts
From the trap
To the strip
Staying alive is

and dream big, I'm running right along

Hoping that you like me, I hope you think I'm cool
I'm hoping that you feel the same, because I'm your try hard fool
I

can’t fucking sing
If life is a fight I’mma aim duck and swing
I don’t have to write ’cause these
Lyrics came from a dream
Ssut ssut COB blame the regime

gave them a gun and they did try to shoot me
My father taught me to never get too angry
If I get angry don't be mad at me
Don't be mad at me

Take my

songs
But his day job down at the auto-repair
would remind him how far he'd gone

He was twenty-nine, time was rolling by
like the big clouds up in

didn't see
So I could look up for all my dreams and strive
But now the big one is in declive
And it's sad to see you hide
But it would be alright

next to me
Oh wait never mind it was a big dream
Wake up ya I'm so lonely
Posted in the back ya by my lonely
Going solo dolo grabbing on the polo I don't

again
Build a life of love brick by brick
Always walk softly and carry a big stick

I'm writin you this letter to let you know I'm tryin
Walk through

on the journey
We have humble beginnings
Careless and unbothered with nothing but dreams of winning
Moving by single steps, processing and pending
Fearless without

can we stop now
I'm on a dream team
It's cool if they sleep now
I need some big rings
Cause by time they wake up
We gone be sky walking
We gon' be way

to play
I just post up by the microwave
With a stack of books
With a big shank and enlightened brain
Poker face
and my cards held
Some niggas is bidding