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thought they washed away the blood from bruise

But empty houses instead lie in pledges of allegiance
With pitted roofs sinking deeper every year

was worthless
Heard death hung over my shoulder to curb stress
Rest my head upon my old dear's chest
Perplexed cause we couldn't live forever I step

niggas ain't heavy set but it's thick in this bitch
Candle yo curb if it's lit
Flashy as shit but we ain't took a pic
My niggas came from the pit
Bully

playing
Why we always reaching for the birds
Little homie starving on the curb
They be talking to us never words
Only time you see him on a shirt
Is that

want my love, the bitch want to stay
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye

Tonka too fast, now bitch ima swerve
Big body Forgi's, I'm scraping the curb

it's hard when It's over
I be playing hella games with the wall
Know they got the bread on the roof but the loot's for the first to get called
When it's

the gun down, kill him slow, use the machete
Three just got dropped, you must ain't heard
Eighty shots come out the C8, leave a opp face on the curb

And now I'm six grand a bag
It's like I'm sellin' ()
I sprouted from the curb
Now look at where I'm at (Where I'm at)
Put my city on the map
And avoided all

proof roof, gable ridge in ya section
ct the gig sweatin, wig water for ya blessin
Tooth loose stressing, pain killin, need a fillin
Street dealin,

unruly (uh huh)
Like I know no better (yeah yeah)
In the coupe, disappear (whoo)
See the roof disappear (skrr)
I see them haters in the rear
They're

Thousands on these pills, we spend thousands on the curb
Xannies and these pills, we in Louis Damier
Fuck you in these hills, fuck you in this Gucci fur

Celebrate

Rapsody

The Idea of Beautiful

2012

Celebrate if you single here without a ring
Cuz you kicked em to the curb
He was bad news to my sistahs I say word
Celebrate the game
If for only a day

Blam

JME

Blam!

on the floor like BLAM!
Drag your face 'cross the curb like BLAM!
Now fling you in the road like BLAM!
You'll get an elbow drop like
Well well well
Don't

Untitled Track

S.L.A.B.

The Anthem

2005

dropped, on thirty some'ing dots
Out the roof one hundred proof, on a mission for bops
Yeah they try to get my attention, but the rims don't stop

the lane, kiss the curb, go smooch (skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, everyday I wake up and get loot
I'm catchin' plays out in Dallas, you can call me Yay Loot (ayy,

signed, had twenty, no cappin'
Post at the corner store, Drac' in my jacket
Hop in the Scat', hit the curb, get active

AR-15 hit 'em up, flip 'em