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for threats
I’m jus a jit but turn on me and you’ll be dealing wit theft

Fight fire with fire, boy i’m cold as it gets
See thats self contradiction,

Imagine That

I was just talking to Dirty Mike
He said he kept that he closes the coldest night
I was just rogues like ghetto mice
But we jus rollin

and respect right back 

This ain’t just in the music this ain’t jus for the raps 

They said we pave our own path so im constructing a map 

Success is only

This shit back to back jus hit they ass for 8 again
Just got a call a from my nigga Fatts he said the drank was in
Fuck... Prolly finna have to go

bro
Im jus speakin on what I know,
Buss downs for the gang like, 
Where the hell the time go?
Shit,
Really hell if I know
Sittin in my room alone smokin

n they barely get a spark like the lighter flickering
Jus got a text from your bitch think she want the tip again

Fucking with the gang bitch 
Know i

on the stage
Pussy stuck at the door
He doesn't know that your
Mike Dime now
I'm on the road
Cause it's my time now
I'm jus a boy in a sci-fi town
I graduate in

too
Jus look what I've created 

I remember days when I ain't have no cable
Niggas talking shit, cuz they knew I wasn't able
But they don't know a damn

leaning on me to make it jus like some Wok, you know Ion know how to act
c label tried to offer a couple of bands where the rest of them numbers at
 cye

as well bite [[ it happens all the time...

GETTING HIGH ON c TUESDcY 
Sucking on ya titties jus to fix up the mood babe 
Hit a few thrusts my baby act

trigger
Jus get yo bread so u could
Do da money dance wit us
But u aint really run wit us
U not runnin wit me
U been sleepin on ma shit
Like the fuckin

holy
Please don't talk jus listen (yuh)
My balls is blue they crippin (what)
Her pussy wet I'm slippin (ok)
Purple water when I'm pissin
I'm at Pizza Hut

uh, heard a boy got smok with Pooh it's time to up the sco
Uh, ain't worryin' bout no nigga, that jus be acting slow
Uh, five fingers on that stick, I

serve me a pack and I'm really  tryna get me
Don't mess wit the police cuz they really trying  get me
You know  how I come on this beat I pour it jus

This jus the letter to the lover in my life
Hope I always bring you joy, don't ever wanna make you cry

I know you, cryin', little baby, wipe your eyes

to steer. i’m still gonna say it, even if nobody wants to hear.
I’m jus my tryna hype y’all up and inspire the
revolution baby lets conspire and find

wanted
 That strange 
I jus i wanted the truth
God said that i could
Share it
Long as the platform the booth
We gone
Wax all this knowledge 
cnd Serve

jus relaxing/ Life is Grand when u laying on my chest/

them pussy niggas jumped me now I jus want shoot
I make music for my twins I don't make this shit for you
U ain't did no b&e you ain't neva take no loot

as me

I jus pray to god he be the man I couldn't be

I try to teach him well I try to show him the ropes

My daughter too she look at me and him like we

& she get fed up
I peep the goofy shit she do I jus ain't never said nun
She keep telling me she thru she say that I don't cherish her
Truth be told I

but I can make yo homie dead
N take yo bitch off you knowin I jus want the head
But Ion talk alot cuz niggas really work da feds
So when I found out who

I can be your genie baby, tell me your three wishes 
Listen, I'm a magician, fishin'! 

I jus' caught me, this big ole fish & 
I went swimmin' in that

shit
I spent like 10 racks on my fit
I hit  your bitch, like a Base hit
Bitch, I'm fresh, jus  like a mint

Bitch, I'm fly like cockpit
Keep ten racks in