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Est-ce que j'vais l’avoir, ma Nissan, mon patnè
Get the money up
Get yo money up, han
Est-ce que j'vais l'avoir, ma Honda, mon patnè? (ouh)

A Hand to Take Hold of the Scene

Okkervil River

The Stage Names

2007

the eyes all got odd and rumpled into her spine

She rises up like a young group from a heart
Like a claw splits apart like a jaw, like an eye
And she asks

will rest in the shelter of the almighty
If you ain't got sense shut the fuck up
Lord if I'm ever ungrateful, forgive me
Don't judge me, only God can

Sex Toy

Subnoize Souljaz

Underground Collabos

2012

comes my nut, I want you to put in your mouth
Like it when you lick it, love it when I hit
Show me what you want
Make that face when I split it
The sound

the same, the same trash lies all of it
Fuck, the more you detest, the more your mind fills up with bits
Yet you never even needed to be worried about them

and break skulls and lay cold
Then play the victim, okay we get it, you ain't know
I'd reach the pivot like Sean, Kendrick and J.Cole
Not coming to take part,

So you buy a bag, get a zag, roll it up, sew it
Get your friends in a cypher, light it up smoke it
Two pints and a shot, multiply potence'
Two dimes

Went to war with my demons I survived I need a purple medal
Tired of enablers always gotta move careful
Plotting like I'm Adam Cole, you can say that

little girlfriend of yours
Bruh
Just shut up!
Let's get to it bruh!
Yo, why the fuck do you have a dead ass name
Like you ain't gon' get fame
You are just

TO MAKE ME CHANGE MY MIND... OH NO...
'CAUSE MY ROAD IS NOT YET DONE 
YOU CANNOT DO ANYTHING 

THE CLIMB IS HARD ON TOP 
BUT I'M SURE I WONT GIVE UP  
YOU

 through
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you

I've sung with Ethel Merman (5)
Swung with Woody Herman (6)
Played a gig in Germany with Ogerman (7) too

up the fuck is that (Fuck is that)
Shawty look me in my eyes and tell me what you see (What you see)
Private flights is all I see (All I see)
A hundred

Rockin' jams, by popular demand, I'm back

I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down
When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound
From

how we ball Like if J Cole went pro
Johnny Sins on a motherless hoe Let me tell it to you, clear
Fucking with me is a no My nigga try, I said it do not

clutched in her grips
But when a womans fed up
She pack quick n' split
Had me feelin' like a addict
Cold-turkey tryna quit
That's how it get, I must admit

(that's really shitty writing)
Right before we smoke ourselves out
And the oceans turn black

And by the time I finish it up, I've arrived
Noelle's on my

Sample Dat Ass

Chingy

Jackpot [Bonus Track]

2003

questions, and can they ride in my car
I'm law, so authorities can't pin me for shit
Hey baby, see me and you, we can pack it up and split
Let's go, forget

Yeah!
This is that soulful shit
That soul food shit
That Kanye meets J Cole shit, uh
Yeah
Yeah, I'm blessed to see another day, I go away
Walked

Get Up Get Down

Coolio

Gangsta's Paradise

1995

friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint 

That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti 
Like the body cool  keep the strap up by the naughties

a goalie
I do not save hoe's like J.Cole told me
Grew up on this shit, thats why your not touching my shit
Fuck what they told me, fuck what they told you

level, i level the vibes x3
Everytime i devil up they cant get a level up.

Blessings by the boat load, thank God I aint broke bro
Grind hard for the fam

a dream yeah
Music my calling, pick up the phone
It's flooding my caller ID yeah
If you don't aim too high, you aimed too low
J. Cole taught that shit to me

Glizzock
Big Glock, yeah (yeah)
(Ceeo, turn that beat up)

I was raised by my grandma, young nigga was bad as hell
Know my mama wanna rap 'cause

The demons that inside of me they have been awoken
My mamma sat me down and said baby you a star
Don't let your dreams go by you can make it far

I grew up