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Standing right in the landing site
Popping shots off at anybody rambling by

I'm in the zone, looking for a spot to hide
When I was sniped by a guy

Melly gang
I gave you my love but it wasn't Enough
I tried to be loyal but I was Played for a fool
I can't trust nobody with this Circle of pain
It's

Backstabbed by friends shidd, Duly noted
I done put people on money when they was down hopeless
On Feet getting to it Never around this bitch moping
New state

How we gonna get a house and a crib and a new pair of shoes
And then you, took me by the hand, told me we gonna figure it out
We've been through worse

As the phoenix rises
He sprouts new feathers of flame
The hole he was in is still smoldering
With the ashes of his past pain
But the world is now

shines
Jewels forged by the carats in the sage gold mines
Higher power that fire I'm one of a kind
And I pray that Lord please show them a sign
Let them

yeah that’s right, now watch this

What can I do about my lyin? I don’t care about the people on the news that are dyin,
Father lost his daughter, 76 was

and you know thats for real
Don't try to even doubt it cause by now you do the deal
She's a music lover and there's nothing more to say
Get her to the show

Fake friends
Fake fiends
I don’t wanna make friends
Break bread
Shake tens
Flying like a helicopter
Old friends
New friends
I don’t really know who

Ahn ahn ahn ahn
Yeah
(I go by the name)
Ooh ooh
Mavali

Blessed indeed
But my scars and pain you barely see
My eyes don bleed
Still I show love to my

Yesterday, feel me, one, three
I’m new to this, give me some time
I need to make my rhyme feel out the beat
You gotta move your feet
I gotta move

I’m smoking trees 
I’m just spittin bars
I know I’m fucked up in many ways, but I make good songs
Yeah

I’m surrounded by only the baddest girls around

at the news and see a momma crying every week
This a generation where we put the guns before the hands
Go on Instagram and show the people about yo 100 bands

Cuz, I'ma keep it G real, I don't fuck with you, cuz
You disrespecting me, you disrespecting my hood
By telling me take off my flag, asking me how

out the cubby
Go head and shoot
Bitch stick ya head out roof
Baby show me what you do
Shoot at his crew
Put that lil boy on the news
Rob a nigga for his

It’ll never be the same
They can see the change in me
But never understood the pain
Because I made it history
Found my peace with God
Got a new job
Got

untouched by the rain, bitch ain't nowhere safe
Getting bands for my gang, show them that they can
Another bitch playing games, I get to every base
Another

Trust issues
I need tissues
For this pain
I'm going insane

All in the name of love, I need you by my side
side side side
Come a little close and show me

nigga I can see it in my future
100 bands for a walk-through promise I can see it coming soon
New money New Clientele got some new new money comin' thru

on the corner by the doorsteps
It’s crazy you left us behind but we all next
You told me stop wasting my time in the projects
That’s why I do do shows after shows

Blunt gotta couple grams
Literal
I do my new money dance
Cause bands
Im getting em
Run it up blow it all make it back
She doin a show when she make it

music
Was labeled Freak Out

In '66 The Fugs signed to New York label ESP

The same label put out a
Band called The Godz, with a 'Z'
The Godz accomplished

way im going low
Lil shawty tell me bitch wassup, wanna fuck after the show?
I be making all these hits finna pop I'm gonna blow
Big bands, new whip

go

Sickomode become the Reaper in my zone
Manifested visions everywhere I go
On this new shit I aint fucking with no flows
I just got five bands in