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know whose gon be the next victim

It's you and I and it's do or die we could live life or live lies you decide people switch hearts and still die

Heard your homie was the Feds (Mud)
I could never tell
(yeah) , serve you with no scale (yeah)
It came in the mail
Think I need like twenty bales (Skrrt)

every evening just to bury it by day
Wax paper and the oiled cloth you gave me
If I'd have known there'd be a funeral for every inch for every kiss I gave

with you
Cuz I need you like that, for real
Head over heels, and all it took was a tap
Remember

Picnics by the west side
I can take you there
Trying not

percs
Out here be ducking the feds
I know these bitches ain't shit
Never gon lie on my dick
I'm tryna kill you by fucking your friend
Girl ain't different

with Cosmo and Jay Gwin
We go by the name of C7
Life is mine for the taking, so I'ma take that
History written in the statements so I state facts
They

How could I doubt you, I can't do this without you
Got people around you that love you and would never allow you
To give up now, not when you're so

sticks, but we doin' all that
I'm makin' a band, done by myself, I don't need a whole band
You my twin, you my slatt, I'm speakin' the truth since you wanna

Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget
We only get what we give

This whole damn world could fall apart
You'll be okay, follow your

dummy, dummy
I like to say, "What if?" But if
We could kiss and just cut the rubbish
Then I might be onto something
I ain't giving you one in public

the bag
Ever try touching me it'll be your last
It's chess and not checkers lil nigga
They'll step on whoever one snap of the fingers
You could be the goat

they wanna be you

Let's party like it's your birthday
Party like it's your birthday
Come on and put your lips together, blow the candle out
Party

started writting so his story could be heard
He got out and blew up rapping, everybody knew his name
Bought Sho's momma a big mansion kept the promise that

money, you a Mason

I don't believe in God wit' a white face, 
Devil on me I been tryna be patient
Couldn't name another nigga that could shake shit

I can't wait to go outside
When permissions is granted
Granted
I just miss the way we had it
Damn it
God works how God works
Who could’ve planned

miss nothing
Ima be blunt 
And just save you the trouble 
I seen what it was
Its the last supper 


....


We never wrong 
U heard the song 
S/O my real

game 
I could slaughter more groups if they all came and
I'm cuffing all these bitches you would think the fall came 
Definitive women are really just

Without You

Digital Allies

DJ Eddie Baez, Vol. 2

2001

you.
If I could relive my life
I know what I would change
All the times I made you cry
All my thoughts that caused you pain.
I know "I'm sorry" is

Who are you calling weak
Who are you calling weak
It can't be me I'm flying now
It can't be me I'm shining now
Who are you calling weak
Who are you

I'm a fuck first
For I ask you how you doin bitch
Sometimes i feel like i be trippin out
Is that a ghost?
Fell somebody over my shoulder
Or maybe its

I'm Rick grimes
I split time between people I love and things I hate to do
My feet are tired what makes you think I got the time for chasing you
I

kill mine
Yo homies bumpin' all yo shit but that ain't real hype
Y'all be actin' like you got it and thinkin'
You niggas poppin' with EBT in ya Robin's

distracted by the pills and all
You do is really following, now follow this
Letting it loose, ain't nutting but blues
Got some on my back, a 9 on my chest

I don't want my son to end up like me
Got trust issues because trust a thin line when you born in the streets
Tried to be happy but the anger all that