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the work,
Going out of my way
To see if this can really work
(I’m so tired)
You planned this out from the beginning
You watched my every move 
You knew just

the tools
The hammer and screws
I build in this shit so nobody can top it
I'm killing these beats ain't no way I can stop it
I hop in my bag and I go get

'Bout My Paper

B.G.

Chopper City in the Ghetto

1999

B.G. 
Uh-huh I'm bout my feddi by all means 

Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar 
I ain't touching the mic if it ain't five

but it kills in way
Cuz these bills I gotta pay but I'm still not ashamed
To feel this type of way

Give me a chance
I'm on my way
Ima be famous one day

the fuck shit (No no)
I ain't going to the kickback, I ain't going to the function (No no)
I be chillin by my lonely, like I'm trapped in a dungeon (For

I'm rapping Imma end it by wiping some noses I'm back
Full pages where my mind reside I couldn't fit a word
Every time I link with the bottle like

never seen the inside of a jail cell
Found a silver linin' livin' half my life in grayscale
Why pick rap over nine to five? This shit pays well
I'm doin'

where I ain't mentally fried
I lost my best friend that was there by my side
And now we went our separate ways you know part of me died yea
When they ask

that left me been super tight wish they stayed
Poppin' champagne I'm feelin' like Mikey Wang
My daddy made me this way
Always been a step ahead of niggas

resurrection
I need resurrection
I'm trying to walk in my purpose now
Don't be fooled by my Jordans now
Saved by the blood of the Holy Lamb
See there's a chip

stormy me days all by myself
I had to put away my heart Niggas wasn't by my side
When I was pushing through my scars
In my mind I'm facing demons
So I'm

give my all till it ain’t nothin left
I’m gettin too lost in my thoughts like I don’t understand myself
Say I was blinded by the fake love, but let me

Dey make me come home when I'm away
Cos I don drink my jedi
And I must gbasi today
Girl I really need you all night
Need you here all night
Right by my

I'm moving
I lost my main hittas they been down to the grave
Ima Christian but by the four-five I was saved
I'd be lying if I said I ain't never feel

simple exam that I'm barely gonna pass
And I'm technically an amputee carried by my last legs
So let me ask this:
How can I get them digits when my biggest

Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

Snoop Dogg

Murder Was the Case [Clean]

1994

in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by

Get Over Yourself

Kelsea Ballerini

Unapologetically

2017

You saw me drive by your place last Friday
But don't make too much of it it's just on my way home
I didn't see the picture that you posted in this

They won't love you
Like I love you
Shorty way to bad
She must got me in
My feelings
Felling all this pain
Now my heart
keep on bleeding
She don't want

the end of the day I'm just tryna get paid
Bulldoze a Nigga you get in my way
I'm peeping your movements you copy my wave

UPS Nigga sending shot like

a bag and stack it till I'm dead
Along way from serving crackheads on the sev
Along way from sliding in buckets that overheat
Now I got my cake up that

money make your hoes shower on
Other hand got the blunt get my sour on
And no matter what you know what block I'm on
And no matter what you know what

down
Tell me
How can I be who I’m not
I was born to be one thing
I know my God never lies
He will provide
So I can only live one way
I’m living my truth

alone
Hard to stay true when your life ain't too calm
Silent I move cause I'm one of them dons
Don't break my word cause my word is the bond
Surrounded by

I'm on my grind get sum money 
It's the same shit Baby slide my way she already trynna take dick
Pussy on the way now I'm really bouta slay shit
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