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Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!

(Joe Budden)

Them wolves is out nigga

(Ransom)

of game, now that Mag found the fame
I'm 'bout to stack bills I really hate the sound of change
My flows be the grittiest, I'm GQ, hoes be the prettiest
Dime

vocal percussion
Skeptics I be hushin', I still get fame abduction
You gotta treat life like you're coming for the belt
You got the flamethrower and them

just another timeline
And I say what's on my brain if it's coming from my mind mind
Know it's not a game I explain can't design fine
I won't choose fame

meant for these
Speeding need a brake check
Take the profit break it
I live in a matrix zero ones and thinking
I'll impart my blanking
Spent the summer

got
I hold the covenant my attitude
Is stubborn as rock motherless blocks
Where black men be getting cuffed
By the cops knock knock
Don’t answer

Ayo I paid my dues for the local scene to accept me
By showing these types of skills that no ones seen til they met me
Picking up chicks in twos I'm

Take you a picture and pick it
I'm kicking you out
All the fame, all the doubt
Fuck the game, fuck the clout
My fucking name finna bounce
On a roll with

travel (oobe)
Life's a never-ending battle
Speaking spells like
Games of Scrabble (Asé)
Smoking out forbidden apples
Eat it, gain knowledge right after

I've been betrayed by some people that was close
You gotta watch your circle, it could even be the one you love the most
Don't believe 'em when they

Princess cuts them prime jewels
What they saying isn't the truth
What they saying isn't the truth
I'm a hot boy fraud boy for the hell of it
I make a summer

Everybody claiming real
Falsifying the game
Everything y'all think is real
To me its solidly lame
I would never sell my soul
For money power or fame
Its

professional (okay)
We ain't the same, We got different games
You miss aimed, Went for the fame and look what you became
I built my frame and waited on my time

no rules to
Dis game play the
Hand you was dealt
Keep it simple and
Plain I run after
The money you chase
After the fame all
My diamonds is flooded
I'm

at college party 
Women used to blow by quicker than autumn 
Next spring I be hotter than summer they falling 
Then they’ll beg for time And I’ll beg pardon

the rollie with the face froze
You can get a glimpse of how I'm living by the bankroll
Bad bitch from Mexico she counting all my pesos
Body caliente, head game

Street makes fame
Can't control me am out of the game
Success has no shortcut don't be deceived just pray for your turn
And see the four sides of the world

soliloquy
Solidify my place in the game until I’m simply
A household name with some fame, along with dignity
Nothing's given, everything’s gained, I put my

bout the money it's not bout the fame
Think about why I go by my last name
Needa prevail uh
Needa prevail in the game (No cap)
I needa go prove my

Million dollars by the end of the summer thats the object

I know shawty finna' cut up for that bag 
Young street n**** be wit hittas put them killers on yo

at the world but I took your girl to ??? for a fish dish my guy
I want the crown, born in D.C
Raised in the P.G. stayed by Cherry Hill
I had to ride the metro

My 19th Birthday

Dave

Game Over

2017

play games no more
And I don't wanna talk to these girls no more
I can't fuck a girl that's in it for the fame no more
And man can't talk on my name

the fame imma stay in my lane
Sipping drank for the pain flipping packs all summer
Now serving at the window automatic with extendos
Tuck ya chain it ain't

level and get the 7's tatted
I was giving em the classics way before it mattered

The coldest summer still approaching like it's game of thrones
Niggas