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, then its deaded
He a lame he ain't getting no credit
In my lane I ain't hitting no exit
Getting green like I'm Popeye, I'm that nigga
It used to be pot

a line
Could you hand me my page
And the director, he threw me
Right off of the stage
I said, "What the hell
Are you doing? I thought
We were friends!"
He

swole
Hit him with a hell of a combo, yeah he out bro
 
Look Obama ain't do shit for me but he gave me my first trap phone
And I love corona virus I get

then don't go to two guys
Oh that's five guys
Five guys
For not going back to Mary J God gave me a high five
Too many fake friends
I tell em bye bye

big facts
Might just put an M up on his head like he was Chris Pratt
I stay with the pack, I'm always moving
Heart is frozen so in case you ask me I

assassin
Give what they're asking
Go run
Zeroed in
Hear old sins
Foe or friend
Clear or dead
You know nothing about her
You know nothing about about me
I

nigga, Crenshaw district, boy
Used to walk to the Slauson to get fitted, boy
Then spent time by the beach, my wave different, boy
Bad breath nigga, I

don't even know how to be broken
I used it to my advantage the beast that's inside of me woken
Hmm I might be a lucky charm sum' like a lottery token
What

And let me not speak about your daddy who likes to drink by the gallon 
Beat on you then pretend like it never happened 
I’m real devil bitch 
When cunts

find the lost time, but can't get it back dog
Brodie spun the block, judge gave em life
I'm just glad they ain't come asking me about his life

No I

a clown bag
Lost it all, like bad checks, I can bounce back
I lost my best friend he switched sides on me
Lost my main bitch and all my money
I guess I lost

Okay This Kenan This Kel
Got me thinking that I'm All that
Told my son he gon have a brother if Nia Long ever call back
It's a few artist on my latest

used to rush a lot, But didn't know where I was headed
Used to think a lot so much that shit don gave me headache 
Used to care a lot till time showed me

best friend
But she never gave me the chance to
Explain myself lord I need some help
Got me feeling like
Who's that creeping through my window
Two am I

all my friends
It wasn't like we didn't have the money to buy these things but in her eyes they were fine
Just a little worn by a big brother torn,

trying to heal
I had been married at seventeen
By the man of my dreams
Who very soon became my living nightmare
He said he loved me
But he was controlling

a hug she felt it and told me to change my ways
But that stick on me if you play then you lay
You gon have to spin back on a whole nother day
Bitch keep

three before he see me
Bitch I'm K'd up
Riding in the coupe with my lil brother
On a lick knowing it could go either way you know I love you
Say a prayer

different", I needed that
And was taught to always have some wit, no kin to Zack
And to measure a man by not what he has, but how he reacts
To opposition, adopt

ashes in my cup 
And I ain't never been no bitch and I never gave a fuck
See I Prolly was a lick but I'll never give it up
Had to get on my bro ass he

Asking myself are they even feeling me?
Call them n****s friends, but none of em' real to me
Well f**k it I got me and this nice ass indo' tree
Dude

the stage
So that was throwing up crates
Filled with cash big bills like B Russell
I don't own guns don't sell
Drugs but I do hustle
Oh I did drugs if I had

left of me
I used to be the cities hero when no man couldn't
Should have pulled the fucking trigger while nobody looking
Feel like my family never gave

for all the hustlers and work weighers
Used to shop at SoHo then I moved to Thayer
Run the game solo but I'm too player
They thought I fell (Eiffel)
I