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and waste the night away
Wakin' up late and blinded by the sun rays
Waking up that morning hungry for some toast
Thinkin' about dinner gonna make myself

that's about
Crying to myself, ""why didn't I take a different route""
It's not like I wanted all the girls or all the clout
All I ever really wanted was

on the railing, weed blazing to the sunset

So I smoke away my problems, hey, smoke away my problems, hey
And I probably got a problem
Obstacles, smoking chronic

chips
Nigga Frito Lay
Never on the new kicks
Couple jays away
Life is such gamble now
But I got a straight
Here I lay it all out
Playing all my cards

I got my girl and I'ma put her in some fendi
By the endy of the summer
Who the fuck are you homie
Prolly just a kid
What the fuck are you doin'
I been

Watch Out (Hey You)

Atmosphere

You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having

2005

and the advice
Drunk, walkin' out in traffic just to fly kites
Time out, the free style rhyme out, my last rights
Fuck a classic album, give my life 5 mics

my life 
By trick or treat 
My album drops in your sack
I speak freely 
Fuck all these dumb broad
Whorey females creepin on my shit
Can’t call me

we might just change a life… or two
We are the few that influence the many
We never had much
Quick to give away plenty
Let the goal be to give’em all

I'm riding, thanking the views
That's why I feel like I need to disappear
With the top down, the wind will wash away my tears
Hey, just because I'm

why you worried bout me
Home of the brave but you cowards make sure we never free
Gotta teach my daughters to freeze before they can even speak
They

made a solo, but we attached at the hip
And let's be honest, bitches, she's the skinny to this dip (ah)
I'm Regina George, but don't get hit by a bus

and buddha swallowing bottles
Hecklers with the hollows turning hi to a hommo
Guns giving scrawny niggas big body bravado
Deliver hard punches won't go mano y

Step into the abyss, I know it's what y'all witnessed, how could I feel this
In a way that's too descriptive even with all my quotes scripted
Step

Hussein Bo
Come through causing major pain, you damning in this Wayne flow
And most you niggas sign your life, away I told the game, no, no, same
Boat

Hope

like Why can't I put it out and just hit the hay 
Negative thoughts hit a nerve and then I hit away 
But not Pressed to keep kickin major pain
Takin away

the pay
Sweet chilly with the waves
See me from a mile away
What a day what a day
This the days that we pray for
Steady grinding in my lane
All the glory

taking shots at a Nigga they gun is never on safety from all I did for you nigga’s This how y’all wanna repay me I put my life on the line now y

of his life got her away and he won't never catch her
Now she getting dicked down by biz like a stress test
I'm in Little Caesar's eating on some pizza

your life you've been coasting
You playin up all your struggles to profit off your emotions
Your friends be crying by your side asking you for your help

sure ain't getting hoes
And you sure ain't living life
You probably snitching on the low
You blow the whistle when you find out I ain't broke
Stay away

the mind right behind the eyes
So i think im loving emptiness and thinking why
Thinking high and all mighty sightly shredding away my pride
You shush my

I feel beside myself life's pretty weird now that I'm by myself
Feel I can only trust me and nobody else can't rely on one they all wanna rebel
Is

R.I.P.

Dirty

The Pimp & da Gangsta

(Spoken by the Gangsta)
Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a
Nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away
Dirty boys dedicate this

me to be the smart type
Doesn't matter, I still build the hype
By dropping these albums and popping these Valiums
Tax evasion make me brave, just like