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I don't do the dope, I don't need to smoke
Got it out the blue, got it out the mud
Got it out the gutters, now I'm in the room
Had to get the bag,

his count so long a go! 
That same ol' shit from day to day
What purpose does he have to stay here 
Struggling one more day?
Well, get away...get

it
I dont chase em babygirl you know me
I just want the money at the moment
Plus it's only badd bitches only
Niggas steady speaking on the old me

Ballotelli I'm a king with the pen
Ten out of ten
And a nigga getting bigger than Ben
Ain't a street fighter but I'll beat a Ryu I'm Ken
Let's not pretend

of Soul Train
Sheeit, lame as the old host of Soul Train
I do gangsta music, FUCK Soul Train!
All blacks got is BET
Pardon me, that shit's owned by MTV

waves, and monsoons
Compassion for asters, flowers in cartoons
The big fish, ain't king fish, when they get killed with harpoons
And thats the same when

The Earth is gifting us
Holy Ghost is lifting us
Fists to cuffs this Leviticus
I Got toads from Arizona
I Got loads of marijuana
Madagascar Tracy

Rather have yo momma crying (Let's Go)
You got the same twenty-four as the next man
Study his template then invest in

Yourself, Go left, if it don't feel

sell my soul just
To be on the charts
I'm a king that go that hard
Half a key on the stove in a glass jar
Attracted by the lights and these fast cars

Or Cincinnati foreign car or a caddy
Play it like my esé patna in Chevy truck or Navi-
Gator fuck a hater cuz they got too much time on they hand
I'm too cool in

Way overthinking, feelin' on the dread
Every waking moment, same old news
Think you know it all? Think you got all the clues?
Forecast shadow, cloud

The Uptown Blues 
Yo I can't Believe I just met you bro 
I've been a big fan of your shit for the longest 
Bro remember “Lost Souls”?
Like back in

the uniform
But true to form, I scribble words on paper all day
Old habits die hard
Same reason that I'm travelling without a valid ticket or concession card

Don't you ever think I'm slipping You should know 
I got it on me just Becuz we from the same hood I'm Not ur homie 

I was down bad back then thats

as a day old bruised ego
Humbled by a heartache, or a loved one lost on the battlefield of the streets
As we stood there at Big Sur, her and I 
A tear formed

got older and I started to pop shit
Now my old crushes askin' when I'mma drop this
Same time, my bank account just made a deposit
Never take it for

Followed by biscuits and gravy and cold cuts

A seven corse meal is heavenly unreal
Super size isn't a size with sex appeal

I got thoughts that spill guts

Floyd
I'm jumpin out the window
Sike, I'm fly, I float aight right by
Cut my own moat
Get by with my chose fam
Dismantle thrones
All the fuck in

The same old red lights worth nothing at all
Guess i was just too blind
To see

I fell for you again
Under the pink sky
It's hard for me to stay
When you're

Tommy

Ookla the Mok

Super Secret

I was talking to my friend Tommy, he's almost 6.3 years old. I said, "Is it just me, or has
Power Rangers gone to shit this season?" and he shook his

the tuck
It's not getting old because hydro conduct
New drug like a quack, but they see me and duck
But then every time I disappear, I hear the same question

For them days I was poor
Whips was breaking down
Now its showroom floor

Its money all around
I aint got to tear you down
Kings a help build you up

a nigga got soul
So much it’s like I’m old
Would think they feel my struggle
The way the sleeping on the flow
Man it’s harder than you know
I hope I don't

older days
When I was bumping Odelay
Till I got a whip with a
Roof that could fold away
Or secret service jogging by my motorcade
If I had listened my