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I'm the hottest in the city
I stay with that heat, but all this ice, it got me chilly
You see these niggas pushin' p's but that shit followed by a diddy

chillin' on the pavement
I just got a ticket now I'm chillin' by the station
Where it finna take me? I've been pretty open lately
Lookin' out the window see

Yeah, Xquisite
Huh
Is it
Is it

Is it
Is it
You gotta tell me

Is it true if I give a fuck about a bitch I'll always be broke

I never had no

face I don't know if I'll ever be the same
I know you so well as it seems
You been mine but only inside my dreams

Woo-ooh-ooh, woo-ooh-ooh

Time stopped movin' the minute I saw ya
You took my Taylor guitar in the city of stars and you made it your own
(Stars

fallin'
Yeah, they keep fallin', but I'm callin
I swear that I'll be callin

move in silence
Bangin' N-T-G, responsible for the violence
Would go opp huntin', but them lil' niggas be hiding

Hope I got my mask on, cause I just get

And I'll see you when you're here
You're all the same, it's all around me

Yeah, ayy
Yeah, I feel like this that one right here
This really a hit
Look, get

subdued
Not getting over you

I would go back if I could
Burn bridges with you as I should've done
Even then everything won't be good
Find myself at the end

my lap
While I'm stepping in the dashboard
Crib by the beach
Wit the glass doors
Ya gotta think big like Bad boy
I got everything on me
Like I'm back

stopping
Free my pops out that prison he been thuggin
Caught a body movin bricks by the dozen
25 to Life and he took it like it's nothing
Really in the field

ass like a donkey do
Give me some money, I'll stand in truth
And she here to be bad as you
Married her first so nobody could have her
Send me a text

don't fuck around, get back to grindin'
I got a fast ass whip im smokin' gas I ride around in
You can try and block the door, Ill fuck around and go

to the function I don't think I'll be here long
I've been lowkey
But I ain't movin round slowly
Yeah they cannot control me
Cause they don't really know me
Or where

the n***a in jail
She cut him off so he write,
Tryna make an appeal
She movin' on with her life,
She aint paying his bail
I'm the type of n***a that'll pay

Don't agree but he's probably right
I mean, it kind of look like he blow up overnight
So, maybe I'm, fuckin' girls that be slowin' my shine, but it's

a little insight
I'll take the air passage from ya
Throat and cut ya windpipe
Put in work workin overtime to
Get my yen right you run in place
Never movin

the sky

With gumption paste
Across my face
I drop my chillest line

And i'll be damned
If she don't slam
The brakes run up my spine

I was sidewalkin

of the
Manufactured high-wire dramatic
Actors that you find attractive
Held captive by the
Multi's even if the message is faulty
Colby cheese oozin', please keep movin

flower by the roadside
doesnt worry its free
opening to sunlight
feeding a bee
 
so many people ride on some track
Im movin crosscroads never look back

I'm talking guala on the cruiser
Guala on the penthouse
They know I be movin'
Shawty, on my, shawty on my
Line I'm finna scoop her
You know I'm finna

One take & one track
This is just an intro believe that
Notta lotta can see that
Motivated by god I need that
Lookin' dead at my sons I seed that
I

your speakers like Ill Semantics
On stage for the crowd reaction, Everyone just bounce your asses
Keep it movin', uh-huh, New Zealand music
South

Are You Still Alone

Play N Skillz

The Process [Clean] [Reissue]

2005

a free agent
Not tryin' to resign

I'm not a ball player
But I'm a balla, playa
And if your still alone
I'll be callin' lata

Call me a playa 'cause I