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music (for real)

Naw he'll never gonna make it at this music

I don't even know why he continue to do it

Why the fuck this dream he just continue

got is relations no relationships
I compared them to you
It ain't fair but it's true
You could tell I am missing you
By the women that I choose
By

the fact that my stomach always hurts
Always burning, but don’t got the time and so u know I guess it’s fine
Working class problems that rich folks just

suits
'Twas a good day, still a bad mood
Heart stone cold like a statue
Look!
I did it all by myself
cin't nothing new
I still got a tool in the belt
Now

close
They had me for a second one two uppercut now that nigga is froze
Where is his super suit i don't know but I know that he need a change of clothes

a thousand times, keep me close like it’s ride or die.
And I need you to say my name, cause I know that you feel the same. Where are you my silent bae? (where

you fuckers don't know me
That's your bitch I'm not your homie
I'll crush ya bitch call me Jim Thome
Home run derby bitch no mercy
It's 12:30 and you're

The fuck you mean you ain't seen buddy on the block?
They call me Doctor Doc, I prescribe what a nigga need
Make 'em lean and rock, old school people pat

They tell me they got love for me no way

All these demons keep on callin' on me
Feel like the world keep on fallin' on me
Chest decompress when I

cracked
I can go day and night I don't need no nap
Pulled up to that bitch, Pulled up to that bitch yea yea
Pulled X pills, gas nigga get snapped back

we've been going 'round and 'round
Not to mention back and forth, sideways and upside down
Do we really need to know or should we just go with the flow
Do

Ugh
Think I'm sitting down gat them vops on me
Ugh
Thinking bout my bitch like I know she prolly lonely
Ugh
She was getting slayed by my mufuckin homie

Armoured Bestial Hell

Enthroned

The Blackend Collection

No other words could be found to explain those verses i sing,
My hatred created by human fag, can i live? should i die ?
My lord is calling me, my

(Yeah)
W X
I know you feel me, (Yeah)
Got you climbing the walls
By Y and Z, (Hah)
Clawing my back
Crying mercy, (Hah)
Rubbing down my back, (Yeah)
While

Tag, you're it, you're it
Yo MJ
It's Vigi
I'm tryna call you, you know
Ever since that first hit man
I just couldn't get over these feelings, you

Champagne; on ice
Got brown; got white
Got a few; already rolled
All I need; is a light
She smell; incredible
And she, flexible
She from, Cali

mi need
Ask di whole a Brooklyn
No boy cah dis My G
Shotti bus out him head
Fi see wah him did a pree
1 million gone pon lawyer fee
My team still

K's
F&N a Five-seveN, Kapitals a two-eight
Dubs in the bank, but you know I got a blue safe
Loosie or Havana, I don't fuck with joints
You doin'

the smallest sac
Now I see the weed man like "fam, I need all of that"
Cop it by the cutie, make it flip, and then deposit that
Spread the wealth around, so I

Sexy ladies, by the bus stop, with a kid in a pram and a lollipop
Drive past listening to sick hip hop, pull over in the car and i'm into the shop
A bird

And you don't need no help 'cause you can get it done

Now where my ladies at? Now where my ladies at?
Now where my ladies at? Now where my ladies at?
Now

I'm above you niggas you will not reach my position

Niggas say they solid but they always end up switchin
Talkin bout they real but don't know tha

a Different Purpose

Got in Carvana when shares were 4 Dollars, AMC under 2 Dollars just imagine the Profits, Not a Prophet, but one of the Scholars,

All about

Nigga you built like Ibaka
No, we not fighting I pull out the chopper
I'm pulling your pork call you carne asada
Your brains on the floor and I walk