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and politics
If you real then you survive through it
OGs there to show you the game
Fake friends want you blinded by fame
Alpha dawg on the road

I make drops
It's cold when you hug up a block
To stay warm I take Hennessy shots
You look at me 
And I wonder what it is that you see
A lost cause

face shot
Wrap him like a mummy
History, R.I.P.  lil dummy
Choppin' with that drummy
Call that bitch LaTommie, yeah
blind side, never seen it comin

I ride cold cap like a polar bear
See that little four bar loop? Homie your soul's in there
Stay strapped with them caps when you surf the net
TERFs

gone need wax for your ears when I hatch up a brilliant masterpiece
Cuz there ain't no limit like Master P
And that's actually
Why do you actualize

it
Free cuz, in the Feds
Free cuz, in the Feds
R.I.P, Ray Ray!
Nigga; I done cut, the dreads
Free, Kaycee
I got you, lil cuz
Nigga, hold your head

gangnem', no cuban
How the fuck I get upset over that shit?, I'm only human
How the fuck you leave me all just by myself?, Like where have you been?
I was

laughing at me for real
Stand on that, stay on that side and just keep it there
R.I.P the beat, until we meet again
She a waitress, she want this tip for

We just wanna fuckin' get it
Get it
Get it
Yo, we were born to sin
You can tell it by the city that we're livin in
Los Angeles, cause it's angel-less

And got rings on my finger 
'Fore the Champion-ship cruised 
'Fore the ship cruised-by

And now my letter to a boy


R.I.P to the dead, boy
Let

you sticking by my side
But I hope that p***y got nine lives, I'm planning on swimming inside, make something living inside
This ain't no dog paddle,

3 on me hat trick like costa
Heard man try step to the gang
When your bro got *Censor* are you fuckin dumb?
Bae asked how many man been *Censor*
Das

to be tough
All these rappers step down it's my turn like Stezo
I'm more of a KRS-One y'all just Bozos
R.I.P. Scott La Rock smooth jams T La Rock

wit it fr
Yea she love me fr
Yea
Na, Na
Na Na Na Na
Haha
Aye
You are my ride or die , you my everything
I’m always right by your side, I give you

probably snitch but that's just not me
I swear I'll never switch cuz that's just not me

Swear I'm still surprised by the shit I see
Feel their lives are

a parking lot
R.I.P know the homie was fam
Recalled the ride now top down early two thousands sitting on speakers 
Down to get his cash illegal that's given

R.I.P. brodie got tapped, born and raised in the trap, lived and he died by the strap., vision is deeper the rap, to the streets we go back with gems

on a treadmill
In my mind there's a meltdown, everyday a nigga breakdown
blue pill I might pop one, burning blunts by the hour

Lost myself in emotion
Plenty pills

panic
Head roll back down and I open my mouth
Bad boy old school rude boy from the south
Live day by day never have no doubts
If you need loud just give

face


Ay yuh

Chickens the flock by the dozens

Shawty impatient

She hitting my line

Like “Earnie what time are you coming ?”

She know the money

Cause the money was too slow
Can't blame Satan, it's always a choice
Which one you making?
I heard that the crown was for the taking
And a nigga like me

ain't even fly and no S in your chest too
And you are planning coup and they want to arrest you
We be beast and we running your town oooo
Lori street

finally die yeah
If your pussy good then you can be by side yeah

I just copped an AP bitch yes yes i did
I just woke up bitch yeah whats good
I wake up

finally die yeah
If your pussy good then you can be by side yeah
I just copped an AP bitch yes yes I did
I just woke up bitch yeah what's good
I wake up