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the crud a couple grams in public
I heard niggas snitching what that mean you took the stand or somethin?
Nigga try to run off from me we gon take his legs

take my heat
Fireball flow can't bat in my league
I'm the best rapper that's been slept on
Stick around like gum that's been stepped on
Stepped on, I

Notes by the layers, true fucking players)

Miss guarded heart, Miss Independents
I knew you way before you became Miss Valents
I was Mr. Apprehensive
One

'm convinced that your mood is something you choose
Oh you sad? Take this tiny violin and play the blues
Oh now you mad? Cause' you looked inside when I told you

the Liam nessin flow cuz it’s a lot to take in

1:21
Someone sounding the alarm cuz all my thoughts are getting loose

Chillin throwing up the deuce, sippin

Blown Away

Cocoa Brovaz

The Rude Awakening

back to bill yo

On the bricks side where it's real for sho
But what's really buried deep in the mind, no one knows
My peeps keep me grounded, so my

lookin' mangled
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Yea I'm about to take it slow
Back to the original
Yea I am a traditional
Catch a tiger by the toe
I'm ballin' Bengals

That nigga for real
Big LBG, do this shit with no deal
In the H at the top of the hill
I'm the king of this beat, got my slimes in the field

Pac blue

on the steering wheel
Foot up on the gas
Whipping to the dollar bills
In a black mask
Might get a triple kill
If the gat blast
Yo ass getting jacked still
I ain’t

big money in my pocket, tryna get it
I got six hundred that's due for the rent, shit
But it's already spent by the end of the month
Food runnin' low in

to say, 
when the fans ask me where the tunes at ,
sticky one still no blue tac, 
still take centre stage when I enter space. Are you not entertained? I put

one twenty y was d big ride
But we still use to flash we bus pass with pride
Doh hide everybody use to bathe outside
Skin clean like as ah whistle with

'm feeling like Itachi
I been feeling blue, cop a couple for the thrill
We could hit the town we could blow a couple bills
Give a little time, I could have us

wheels; mami back away
Cause if I empty my pockets it'll look like St.Patricks Day
I'm the kid by the far blue 'vancin on
Those two those four, women

He got a pocket of old dirty dollar bills
He buys his boys a round, they toast it up, they shoot it down
They're gettin' stared at by some off duty

don't need a stunt man
I'm getting big wheres my camera crew
Flows brisk, i've made some mountains move
There's no need to get me auto tuned
Don't feel

the Codeine I pour
Yeah my pockets so big yeah they fat yeah they bold
And I still got green hundreds them bitches so old
Yes I got blue hundreds that's just

Might see real flowers when i show steel like Bill Collins
Only goal was to make yall feel sour
Got a sober mind aint no pill popper
Imma die for

shit gave me chills
Flipping though hunnids got blue on my bills
Cash for the mansion we got in the hills
Money it's new I don't need no damn pension

the contract with us
By my religious authority
No court can order me
To pay a sinner
That's against the First Amendment
And I will take you to the Sky
You'll be

'm in between the line
This thought so rare
I might have to decline
Got a thang on my 12 and one on my 6
Carved like some dimes, big bill shit

Now if I

distracted by ya friend (Oowe, I want him)
I can work em. I can twerk em 
Rip his pockets but won't hurt em 
Take his pot and watch me stir it 
Hit the lights

I'm like, how
By putting this heat down on a sick track
Take the game back

All you other motherfuckers just rap whack
That's a fact
Where they be

a pod
And I'm thanking God that I made it out
I had to go and take another route
Remember my daddy would feed us and lay all the bills 
And still knock