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Mr. Harris where the gun? lip locked
Yeah I got it locked down like a pill top
I been running to the money on the hilltop
You dont get it boy I

all your effort
Cause the outcome every time is unexpected
Fuck that lil' fame, I wanted leverage

So I can levitate the Lambo by thumb pressin
I grew

I say hey, bitch it's Wolf and Lil juice, and we ready to spin
We ain't welcome on earth, we two aliens friends
Got the godliest flows, making demons

it from tae 
Ben Affleck mr murdock 
Yeah i heard yall 
But im blind to the shit that u say


I dont need her 
I dont even fuck with people 
Smokin’

I can tell 
by ur eyes
What i'll say
No surprise

What i did
Keep it real
So u know girl
How i feel

I get excited everytime u come my way
(when u

I come in with the soul
Yeah, she want it all night (all night)
Nothing less than a hundred will suffice
Jamaican rum, make me hum, put it on ice (on

Driving up the highway 
Listen to you talk cuz i dont wanna miss a thing
Found pictures of lil miss thang
Now you wanna mrs up on my name
Now you

RIP ciyanna for you ima blow too
Mention lil demon the bro's gone come  toast you
Rip miles this song I wrote you


(0:57-1:12)
Wont let a nigga take me

Brown the fuck out the pretty little face 
While shes singing Lil Dicky
I crumple up a three for fifty, the gritty little nitty waltzing through the city

’ll end up on TV screaming “Mama, save me
Mr. Backlash done slayed me”
It’ll be a closed casket for mama’s lil baby
But hold up my bad, I‘m here with

Travelin' Girl

Dwele

Sketches of a Man

2008

Yo, whats up dawg?
Yo, ain't you Dwele, man?
Man, you got a nice lil' girl right there witcha, too.
She hot, man, where y'all from, you from

bitches
Get 44 stitches if you fucking with my Mrs
You know time is money keep my riches in this wristwatch
Kick off rolling through the green I'm a big

they get to sinkin'

Hoppin' out on feet, passion pit, I take a walk
Machine gun stays by my side like I'm Megan Fox
Them boys playin' air guitar,

(Yeet-Haw)  Welcome to  Yeet-Haw Junction I'm deputy  Fresh lil buckets population quite a sum
  We still growing  got a gun  but don't worry  it's

with a new one already
Yea Lil Banana records let me drop this one too, you know i was calling to ask could you play it?
Can I play it? Of course I can

the weekend

Roll Up
Pour up

Let's some girls
They'll show up

Cuz it's the weekend

Call a friend I got a friend let makes some friends lil boo
Cuz its

Welcome to SIGNALS
SIGNALS, take my hand
I think I know who you are
Wont you take my message?
As one takes grief in
Oh, sinner you are
Gluttony takes

eyes, wild dogs, on the wrong side
Out on the run, why Lord, can't these doves fly
Shot for they took flight, welcome to a crook's life
Young lil ones run

me keep on callin me
get me in trouble..

she so cute yu nut quic wen yu face2face so i turn
her from the bac & grab her by da waist [turn around]
dic

Sheesh, I guess I'm back
Brought some guns with me
From tourin' in Iraq
Baghdad, trash bag, my money in Glad bags
I am Mr mosely, your bitch on my

bitch ain't celibate I
Fucked her in your room
Sweep these lil' nigga up
Dust pan wit' the broom
MK's and we burn one of
Your hot nigga like soup
Two door

Stop telling dem lies
I’m young nigga only fw dem dimes 
She tryna fuck she digging my vibiz 
I’m keep running up money 
She seeing hella green I

expected of me
Paying homage to those that shaped me as a whole
You could say there was flags thrown cuz it had me in a hold
Grabbed me by the soul
When I

Young nigga I used to go & skip school & ride with the tool
30 chains on, Mr T, I pity the fool
And I'm keeping it cool, bad bitch sitting by