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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Rich Homie, baby)
Young nigga might rob you for that pack (produced exclusively by Young R

Let me tell these niggas something, God
I don't want niggas sounding like me... on no album
Keep it real, get your own shit, man, and be original
Word

give me a toke
So I Don’t fuck up the rotation 
Puff puff give
I’ll take a word smith
 Vacation 
Next on the mic 
Is my bro ravioli

Ravioli: third eye

sleeping on that cold floor fuck boys Tryna up me cause their bitchs Wana fuck me Yeah

You couldn't take it even if you felt an ounce of my pain, I left

and take a seat
My life could be a lot better if you didn't ever retreat
You left me hanging, alone in the street
I can tell what you did then wasn't neat

Play the Field

Profound Intent

Play the Field

I'm better than this don't have to take this believe me /
I'm so sick of feelin like I ain't enough if you love something let it go so I'm giving you up

Nobody ever taught me this
I was self made and I owe me this
I will never stop I just wanna kill this
I made it by my own and I'm proudly blessed
Nobody

What did it take me to get this far?
O have I been such a fool?
The thirst for wealth hath blackened my heart
Unspeakable torments awaiting for me, for

sheep
That don’t like me, ‘cause I’m filling the sheet
Dėnz’s the name, causin the heat
Ain’t from the streets, take a seat, pen on the sheet, note

Ok he said it would happen
I spoke it
It happened
I might be a prophet
Walk by faith not sight
Might knock out my socket
I tend to take off like

need chastity of mind
Recognized my place then I had to redefine
Every step I take towards the path I need to find
Acting in my face they was casting me

I wake up, and all I see is sunlight
Blinding me as I stare into the gold
Feeling good everything is breezy
Following the wind to wherever it may go

the same zone this shit never hits home
Can't tell me what to do I'm bout to take it slow
If nothing on my plate then it's the final show
You got nothing

a hint of remorse in me
Cold to my core feels like only in war do I ever find normalcy
Like on the beaches of Normandy
Live by the sword, I'ma die when

Then get struck by it twice and win the lotto the same week
I won't stop til you name me with the gods of the game

New classics
New Classics
It's new

neva had a big homie 
And if you see'm by my side jus know he never switched on me
Cus once a nigga turn snitch then he turn bitch
Send the hit catch'em

the doctor
On DC looking for CC like ever other hour
Don’t ask me how I got this outfit for my baby shower
(Bitch!)
My name on that card, so I paid for it

Lady, what are you thinkin about?
Figure me out, a mystery, you need me around
Are you a shy girl? you must be freaky and loud
Let’s make love

ahead of MC's
Get fueled up by light beer and good trees
Helps with brewing up my thoughts
So when I'm moving shit across the border
Feel like Randy Moss

remember it was free my goons
Don't try take a seat at my table
Cause I swear lad there ain't no room
When they lock my G's and we book them visits tell me

Raise a toast
Came this far
I could just cool on the rocks like a brandy
All of this shade
Never was a glass house guy
But I keep stones by cause

Free the guys, yeah, I'm livin' through y'all
Picked a hundred, nigga, just for the draw
Christian Lou's got me drippin' in sauce
I never go talk

been by myside
So know that you can count on me
No need to speculate this friendship
Cause I'm dedicated to this membership
It's been hard times yeah

they feelings
Pour one out toast to the real niggas
You could find me out cooling out in the lobby
A few women on me foreign tings all exotic
Just flew