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on pause whenever she walks the street cos every man stops to look at this sweet sixteen

Mehn she had the kind of beauty that cannot be described by my

four might just
Turn up at your show me watching in a venue
Man we're leaving with your soul
I ain't tweeting little hoes
I need my P's to come and grow

Don't Talk About It

Black Menace

Mo Drama

1999

all that fake hatin',
Beatin' on your girl 'cause she was on my dick, booty-shakin',
Talkin' all that shit, 'cause you knew the fuckin' club was

once was true for a little girl like you.
Flying home
flying home from a world that is made of stone
Till your heart is light and free like it once was

Bruh

Rolling with my entourage (my entourage)
In my garage (my garage)
On our way to Mariott (Mariott)
Got this little [?] wanna give me

apart?
Tears of a little boy crying for some help
He used to doing shit all by himself
Pressure from his mama and his girl and his friends and the fam

Missing you in Monday blues (missing you in Monday blues)
It's been going on under my nose for quite some time now
You created this mess by bitching around

back
I'mma give it to the feelings that I seem to lack
And If I say the wrong thing blame my Twitter got hacked (Okay)
Girl why you leave me on read
Was

Racist fathers Women seek you
Block em out Im in im on
My grind my mom Is broke im lost
My girl my pride both fuckin flawed
Im smokin hard Punched holes in

for pennies
I'm itching and ready
I open my heart when I listen to shetty
I'm bold like a boss but I'm little like Debbie
I know with the bars I'll get

Really coming up in my shit nigga
Fuck scooz I ain't gon' lie to you
Fuck scooz big BDI nigga
Not going to lie
Yeah fuck scooz
When I see one

Women seek you
Block em out I'm in I'm on
My grind my mom Is broke I'm lost
My girl my pride both fuckin flawed
I'm smokin hard Punched holes in walls
I

told my man just how to suit up
Carted by that corner, how the fuck he get off them stacks
I refuse to be a victim, I shoot first and they shoot back

lot of ridicule
Humilated by the circumstance around you
Now move on to the bright side
Girl you gotta switch lanes
Baby you gotta come my way
Even if

to secure a future for me and you girl
Cause it IS all about you, It's been all about you
Seconds feel like millenniums when I'm without you,
But my momma

know we moving miles
Tattered on my wrist
It's more than just a style
I'm living by the truth
I don't listen to their mouths
Buckle up
It's about to go

like she just got beamed up by scotty
Like shawty I be stunting on these stunning bitches
We be bumpin bumpin
Always keep a spare joint in my back pocket

there's more and more hate
It's to the point where they deciding my fate
I feel like all my friends are just some bait
Honestly the apocalypse is a little

I'm sorry for the baggage from my past

What's the word
Tell me how it hurt
Tell me how I'm trash and tell me how little I'm worth
This shit you don't

a problem say it to my face
Come a little closer
Like a rollercoaster take you on a ride all day

I'm about to hit the home plate hold up (Hold up)
I can have

on TV
Prettiest girl in the world 
Don't tease me
Better take it ease
Better just see me
Taking all this stuff
As I'm blowing in the breezy
Back

(Rob One's answering machine)
Yo wassup everybody, you've reached Rob One from CBS Crew. 
check it out tonight tonight only, I'm having a little

showing 'em
Kids well clearly they can see (oh no)
I love 'em the same no matter
My little girl called you daddy
You revealed a secret that wasn't yours
Now

shines bright
And word to this naive girls
Ain't no such existance of a person like mr right
My favourite rapper used to go by the alias the black Frank