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along

Jenny Lou playing on the steps
Doesn't know that he's loose yet
A big dinosaur from another age
About to crush her porch in a rage
Run Jenny Lou

a couple books of mystery
I make it banger where you put me that's my expertise
Lotta dreams yet unchecked in to do list with me
Standing tall independent in

THE SAKE OF
NUMBERS GOT YOU DOWN
BUT NOT THE NUMBERS AT THE WEIGH UP
PUT ME IN A BOX
THAT'S NEVER EVER WHAT SHAI DOES
DON'T PLAY PUTTING UP CAKE
WITHOUT

a saint
But I've sinned, so many times
I got a warped brain, In my mind
I'm twisted and sick, so I turned to Dan to cry
And release emotions through music

living
Just another nigga making buff man moves
Use the music as my medicine
I stay connected like a subject and a predicate
I go to campus in designer for

here and let me spank you like your dad
You come with me and ima help you get a bag
You play it right and ima put you in a jag
Ima treat you like a queen

It's true, it's gonna get tough
You've got your problem's coming at you in stereo
But, you, you've got the music in you
It will help you get by, no

Yeah yeah
It's Logan
Look
Uh
Tint all in my windows you can't peek inside
Had the backseat soaking playing slip n slide
I'm not stepping they not

you standing by yourself like my home
Isn’t right there in front of my microphone
You. You. You got me. Got me
Always leave me wanting, Wanting

a crime for a boy to be young and rich
I have to say this
Before them go kill another person
Tell am sorry
I put my lyrics down
Create a mark in time
This

Longer days and lost nights
Know a lot of jokers
Getting lost in the dark night
Its been a long journey
Couple times I done lost sight
Humbled by

on my pack
New to the race and I still aint in last
You look up to me
Kissing my ass
Started to write when I was skipping class
Spark another blunt had

I'm coming back with that dark no fuckin with my gang
Aim is sharp like a marksman, i'll put one in your brain
All my brothers got my back, and we

always easy being black in America
But no matter our color
Music connects one another
Like a blood sister or brother.
I know one day, it’s gone come a time

about opinions, wasting all your energy
I don't got the time for it, find another whiny bitch
I'm the king of the hill, my music that propane shit
Messy

exclusive
We all going through some things 
I put it in my music 
You living how you choosing 
The fruit of your labor 
Yeah you getting money 
But how you

sign this dotted line"
I think sons growing up too fast
I blame Father TI'me
He think this a standard blick
I put a switch on they behind
I make music

ain't feeling it
Think you want a Birkin, It's a trust fund I want
Think about a summer crib with a lake house by the pond
Yeah I put the hat trick up

City of Macks

Dangerous Dame

I Got What You Want

thing
It's just a saying that's said by the one who said it with game
From the D to the a-n-g-e-are-o-you-s Dame
Now I spelled it again but in a different

country is foreign 

Everything stated is some ignorant shit 

I hope your scalped by the natives 

And then left in a ditch 

It’s time to power and enrich

We peep her steady staring
Look in her eyes I know she want it
Told my girl to roll another
This time put some kief up on it 


Shorty hit the cha

on goodyear would gear my fast fall
People equal name with fame and
Speed with greed, slow down in the fast lane

Rubber and flesh, another turn missed
Blowing

Smokin' and writin' by myself, these my therapy sessions
No cap, but I don't need to charge. I do my best to live large

I'ma show you how to work it, you

On My Way

MGK

Lace Up [Clean Version]

2012

Okay now they say home is where the hate is
Pulling up, "Hi, haters!"
I know, I've been on a hiatus
Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by