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me with his bitch
I call et bird watching
Splurge often
When you live like this
Then you can curve options
Have you ever been so broke
You felt that

of the weeds, get past a few dead ends to an open door.
Life is hard, life is waiting. Super charged, if I could I would be.
Ooo woahhho

Been feelin' empty this

don't fuck with slaps
I think about money so much, might have to name my daughter that
Tryna get a three-five, got some zaa , it's dub 5  for a pack
Come

Now I'm back and reliving
Everything I should have been given
Nigga's gotta stay driven
Nigga's just gotta stay poised
Imma make em all listen
While I

What's up dawg? What you been on?
Aw really? Enjoying your life
Huh? Summer school? Man you don't
Even gotta go through
All of that homie just listen

Sam's Song

Dave Melillo

Talk Is Cheap

try to call but the reception here is weak
And it?ll still be three more weeks until I get home

I hope your waiting by the door when I get home
I don?t

Poly Sci

John Forté

Poly Sci

1998

life more than once 

Maybe, me and I...had been greeted by, so many conceded eyes 

That'd be wise, when I met too many girls around the world

buddhists?
Heather be	, three hundred sixty degrees, level move this
My audio shells is my surface and my third eye covered by mucus
Oh, so there's

ain't have no effect, mariposa
I suggest y'all ain't get any closer
Go to bed with one eye open
By the time that we done
Y'all will recognize the blood,

And then I said Yes, like the fool that I am; a fool knows a fool but no fool is a man

You'd only been on the project for 3 days, a BA, start

accent thick
Thicker than your bum
Holy God, you been drinking rum
Now you fucking drunk
Sober thoughts the best, except yours
Trynna lock me down, lock my

I'm Scrollin Insta on my phone
And I see a girl I know
Like a picture by mistake
It was 3 months old
Bro

Sick of this
Can the world be more

That I've gone through it (I been there)
I'm gotta let it all out by rapping through the music
Let the past be past be the past man
You live and you

Yoyo, GSO to the world and back bitch man spin it three times and score a hattrick, let’s go, yeah, couple bangers couple trappers that’s who you’re

might have to go to court
Listen sport, I've been playing four decades in this game of life
Thru that time encountered whores, made the opposite my wife

(Verse 1)
No need to tempt me I'ma do it for sure
No need to test me I ain't losin' I know 
I got the Bentley 2 door
I'm drivin' by your crib, can

half
That sick wrath that pumps that
Raw style with a kickback
We're three bastards causin' madness
Do you even know what is happening
We're out here

me at the door
I tell his ass to wait
Still in bed with two girls I met
Names is Faith and Destiny
How'd we get here? No idea
Must've been all of that

for? 
Loves a metaphor 
Sat next to exit doors 
Pictures and loose coins are the real now of my dresser drawer
But when I’m dressed down and drawn out

off of that lean
Get her wet, wet her up like a dock
Run up on me and I'm makin' em' drop
No buzzer beater we beat the shot clock
Three points aim' em

He really was a good man deep down cared about the people he had
Got a little spot in the big Apple he wasn't doing too bad
Living with his lady been

Stay down and the world could be yours
Got a Spanish hoe, love doing chores
And she attend to me when she bored
All my bitches know they got a choice

wondered if I had fallen asleep
On this rainy summer night
By now my pulse was racing
A chill ran down my spine
I've never been one to believe in ghost
But

want
 
See my face, hear my voice, somehow it don't fit
You tried to hold me back I applied the monkey wrench
It's been three decades since I lost my