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From the bottom, we ain’t there now
Moving forward is the reason I’m the plug now
Found an angel from the heavens, she my queen now
She the reason

when we not together, when it all comes together
So please forgive me for my selfish ways
See a better version of myself when I'm self engaged, and trust

Hustler

AZ

Aziatic

2002

feat. Animal, Trav

I'm a hustler, not by choice (1x)

[AZ]
I didn't fall from heaven, I rose from hell
Bigboy, get bagged, he gon' hold my

songs
Tryna be lovers and friends
Im surrounded by your walls
Girl Im glad you let me in
If your heart has room
Girl Im tryna come again
Round two
Round

(I'm going insane)

It feels like heaven turned off in a blow
Palm trees burning
it's all a show
And I can make it
I know I'll make it
I'm going for you

down, you batted your eyes and you said
That you won't cry until you're sober

And it's me
I know you've got your eyes on me
Don't you babe, it's me
I'm

what you get, the rope around your neck
I'm sorry, but we're all building up to the same fate

Counting every minute as it ticks by
Watching, and just

without
I'm better when by myself
Maybe I need some help
Surrounded by hell so made a Heaven here just for myself
I don't really cry my heart's been broken

with the hits, nigga

God bless my work
I'm grateful today
I'm heaven sent

Many people left but he's
Here to stay
I've seen people turning into snakes

blessed
Working on myself I'm trynna be a better version
F at nigga cause he left he found out I'm a virgin
Investing all that money in myself you know I'm

Which underlies the Authorized King James Version
You heard?
Wes and Hort ain't legit
Aye
All my guys lift your fist
Aye
All my gals teach the kids

Lyrics for Runaway in your own Light
By DeScianni 

Life's splintered feelings veil
Warm hearts elude
Hope's majesty, wearing lost faith To St. Jude

ride the train
My hands on your back
my eyes gonna check your rack
My pockets full of money
I’m gonna pay for the greatest party

brodie a play if he don't got a lot
The men gotta eat, so we bustin' them juggs
Get in the room with 12, I'm giving 'em shrugs
Can't speak what I know,

viberation
Then we aint communicatin
Perk 10
Ape what ur purpose?
I'm just tryning be a better me
A better version
Ex bitches trying to hit my phone
Is it

Kissing your lip, oh fuck, reading your lips
Oh damn, money call like hello
It's Othello, well I'm shaking please spare me
Fell in love I did nearly, thanks

Stay buck in the crowd and yo face staight sippin' crunk

I'm gettin' to the money so fuck the nonsense
I'm a G motha fucka I leave your head in dents
I

made M after M
You not a boss, you get your percent after them, that's rough
Money slowin' up no more audience
The Fashionnova ads and Onlyfans made

I do to your confidence

But never mind that man behind the curtain
He helped usher in the resurgence
Of the West Coast
We a better version of Death

a ride in the trenches of Camden
You looking all over your shoulders, who followed me, picking a rebel to dance with

They loving the way that im popping

count your hair
Before you deny this
I don't mean to deny
You're the saviour
I pray that the grace
Cover me now yeah
Tuutu cos of money
People dying

booty wiggle
Fresh drink by the pool, I got deep-spirited roots
No matter what you do, you can have your cake and eat it too
Several of the ladies are in

around
16. Cause time is going by every second, dont mess around
17. Protect yourself, carry your weapon,  don't get taking out 
18. Bunch of cowards,

learn, Fuck money
Ya ashes in the box is what you earned
I'm the reincarnated fat version of
Darth Vader, Massacre partaker
Blow my favorite cigar flavor