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Beg the lord
To keep me on my path
So we straight 
I got dreams with caviar
Lobster and steak
I'ma buy my kids a car 
On they 16th birthday
Lot on my

in (ADELSO on this)
You were by my side
Why you play me, you lie?
When I need you, can't even see you
You got me in my thoughts, in my feelings
But I'm

that Dalated
Got that morphine
I got it all
As long as your Medcaid is straight we good to go and for you old fiends no worry
Just come with that

the game, niggas acting like they coaching me
Ski mask on, I'm hoping that they don't notice me
Got a lil' bitch, she feening for the love like I'm Jodeci

those like a hovex
But don't hold tecs
I got a multi path road, where will I go next
I won't follow the asshole who think they know best
Cause we're all

You know who it is
It's Lil Uzi Jeff, yeah
Talkin' 'bout those ooga boogas, yeah
Let's finna hit it
Ah ih, hey
Ayy yeah
You know who we talkin' 'bout

attraction
What's hannin, What's hannin
Flew out the country and got a new plug
I took the risk so you knew what it was
In this game shit we don't do the love

sign?
When I’m out with you, we just have a good time
If we never argued, wouldn’t that be devine?
Sip Corona by the pool, leave the drama behind
Yea, but

through with him
Lights gone dark it's turning dim
Drowning in your thoughts of him

I know that you got a lot of problems
But I promise baby I know how

Winin, dinin, smokin' on pine, now we flyin', shinin', packin' up the bag and divide it
Light it, twelve rolls by, gotta hide it, high creepin' in,

living well real healthy
I'm doing real good with this hand life dealt me

We all got demons that we holding in a shadowbox
But Time passes by they eroding

March the 1st month
September's 7th, October 8, November's 9
December's 10.. Got me questioning what year we really in
Don't ask the Mayans
According

Gimmie the Mic

Trae

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

underground punks, putting out trash that's the truth
On for do-lo on low-low's, I stay up
Doing cats like Petey Pablo, we making 'em raise up
Think

ain't from out here I think they know
Maybe the way that I look, the way that I dress, probably safe to say it shows
I got a way with the crooks, they say

dopamine none of that cool with me
Ask Holy Spirit she won't make a fool of me
I got a tool on me
Lead by the Spirit we making a movie scene
Still trying

pocket
If life is a movie this gun is a kernel
So you know imma pop it
Imma young Nigga that got it
You can tell by a young Nigga pockets
Everything I

the world's an endless well
Til we crash
Deny the facts and cast a spell
Carefree and hypocrite
I'm the same as them
Helpless in face of problems that lie ahead

a pocket full of cheese
One sale went wrong
So I got robbed for the pennies
I was pinchin
Now we strugglin' to eat
Better days, better days
I was prayin' we

got some n***** that would turn you to ghost
For less than Minimum wage


These boogas they big I aim it at you 
Feel like you got hit by a harpoons
Now

grace and you love him
You ain't here by mistake, chains be bussing
Stunning. Got the word in my mouth demons running
Satan thinks he so smart he be

down that was just got blessing me
I can't look no more
Sink my energy in this hotbox
Go head look for more
Like a centerpiece owned by some hotshots

somehow, making it for everybody, knowing I'ma do it anyway
Wasn't gonna wait for the Rax, finna prepare
I gotta wrap again, the bitch ain't fair, got

problems 
Bottled up emotions
Had him reaching for the bottles
When he got mad, he beat my nan
cnd held her throttled
Ran a pub in white forgotten land
cnd

brothers
Think I'm a Jonas
Fuck a link
Bitch you gotta problem
Then you can phone it
Sharp shoot
Making em pay for leaving me open
Good weed
Smell the aroma