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live it up
All that hate in your blood gotta give it up
More wins over lies gotta switch it up
On the way up bring the bitches up
Motivated by the money

fifty 
Gotta keep it clean and nifty
It's seven on this mission 
Spin a bottle in the kitchen
Okay, got this 
So follow me 
Here's what we gon' do
Man

to a love song
I'm touching on yo body
You touching over mine
I kiss you on yo back
You feel it in yo spine
And when we making love
It's like we intertwined

your head, leave the rest in a herse
Nothin for free if you fuckin with me
And im not about peace so im stuck in the beef
Wanna tusle with v?
Get a knife

wolves we the damn pack 
I done went war for my niggas like a combat
I ain't trynna lose nigga
Don't play by the rules nigga
Where I come from you gotta

forever be in our hearts.

Ernie Lock was solitary yet sympathetic. I am eternally grateful for my second chance at life. Ernie, if you are out there,

clearly, my head space was cloudy
Second third guessing, decisions was crowded
Suppressing all of these feelings had me grounded
Changed the path I was on, I

much more in common
cnd love is hard to come by
So even though my mind is cluttered try to be the fun guy
cnd I say stupid shit that I can never take

Ey, I'm in my prime

Ya, Taking my time

Days, all on the sign

By my name, no die

Reapers calling for me, but I dont respond 

Slice him up instead

on his head like nobody can touch him
Spin with three punches
Got combos in bunches
I'm talking my shit but I ain't saying nothing
I know your palms

Never mind, the voices in my head
Never mind, the fears I set aside
I have no time, for blinding my desire
As ebb and flow decides where I go

You

disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year

Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50

shit in Mars 

Even as far as The Wizard of Oz spittin bars 

Define gravity laws like star wars, guard doors 

lock yo car doors, hardcore till my

not going anywhere, anywhere
I'm in this for life
Like it or not
You will have to drag me by the neck
 
I'm not gonna bail
Writing on the ceiling

Only 5 foot 7 but keep the big boy blunts
Thuggin’ on a fuck nigga like
You a bitch don't jump
Flexed a little with the Draymond style
But I'm A1 now

go to war
I am a black man, we build, we don't tear down, y'all remember that?
It's funny cause y'all abiding by it, that's why I be sliding by it
Quit

round' with that..., Got your..., Make your head tweak
Plus I got some of these pills crushed in my hand, to help me go to sleep
And sometimes when I'm

heart out my chest in a picture I frame it
Can't wait to wake up and tell my momma I made it
Did this shit by myself I ain't needing no help
Judging me by

The cut was concieved by Freeze from the hit brigade

[D.O.P.]
It's a mellow type of flow, the kind you snap your fingers to
While you're in your car

to hear that shit
All them straps in them raps, dog you live that shit
Billy's and Tray's was at war, was you near that shit
Nah, well kill that shit, ion

gon' make it through
Carbon in the car, runnin' up and we gon' take a few
Oh he lost his head? Homie had to change up the view
Actin like you know me,

bitch, I am Mexican
Grown-ass man, 5'2", I know he's Mexican
Pacquiao, lost to Mayweather because he's Mexican
I was in 7th grade, going to war with

the dark
Duckin narcs, nigga, I was sleepin' at the park
My homie left me hangin', all I wanted was a start
You niggas left me in that war and it broke my

Rubik's Cubes were much the same
In the end the whole world bought one
All were gone
By which time we merchandisers
Had moved on

By which time we had moved