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On an old town road
This engine is speedy
You never could beat me
I know that shit cold
You better be easy
By the end of this shit Ill be like Nefertiti
Boy

the ones in the back

Yea
Old these niggas old news
Don't speak
Unless spoken to
My name in ya mouth
Gotcha bitch wanting dick
She really spitting now
She

single day
I would take 'em to my cousin like (ntja utlwa hie)
But he wouldn't feel 'em
No he wouldn't feel 'em
So I had to go back to the studio
I had

day long, you are not my bitch
Your texting all god damn day acting like a kid
Aye
and I don't feel that shit
I need a honey tryna get the money that's

club
Caravan fulla ammo n canned goods
Half a dozen uppers
Thats a bounty hunter supper
Dug up your favorite toy and the picture of your mother
Slumped

another delay 
I mean in this day and age everybody creates
Take a look at the industry 
The feelings are finished 
I see handful of genius at work
And it's

shite I've had to listen to day in
And out at all me lunch breaks on the site surrounded
By a load bums that run their mouths brown's 
All I hear and now

teller, tomorrow.
Just roll the dice and tell the people something good.
Simple as that!
Arjun tried hard to make his wife understand,
in vain.
The next day

they need some shit
They try to wait for my season it hit
You just dropped that 40 with that 45 tuck in roll
You can live or die by that pump
Nigga what

to hate
But ma you stayin' focused so congratulations
They see you looking good, you doing more than great
And when you with ya girls well it's

I don’t really get it
No, i don’t understand
Said you want a good nigga
But i can’t be your man
Said you want this and want that
Gave you my heart

flesh.
Our talks are pure, nothing but about the Good Shepherd.
But Honey got a walk more badder than a black leopard.
My old masters' back, trying

Only me that got myself, myself and I inseparable
I would try to break it down but you would never get it tho
Break down by the tre five, nine times

Miss them old days back then it was 2fun
1:58
- ..hitting liqs w/o no gun I was too dumb 
- Flipping counterfeit blues thought that I was doing sum
- Up

Uh huh, yeah, focus

I'm haunted by nightmares all
My niggas that died
Homies in dark cells, I imagined they cried
In a world of cocksuckers

Ahhh
Welcome to the quiet storm
I'll be your host for this evening
And I go by the name of Ty Statz The Hitmaker
This goes out for all the lovers

sure you love me 
You so far, I'm so cold, you the blanket make me warm
And I'm missing you again multiple that by a ten
Are you sure you love me sure

peace and quiet
Nobody needs to really know about it
See I don't want to feel confined
I always clear off my mind
By slowing down on the grind
I've come

tweaking
One piece, two pieces
You leaking
Old cold, wish you were dreaming
See you, once I'm done linking

Can I speak my mind?
Without you taking offense

excavating
Digging in my past
That shit is aggravating
One minute yo
It's all love we celebrating
Polar opposites next day
Like God and Satan
Then comes along

on
live my life day by day. It is what it is.
I just sit back and light my spliff and mind my biz

Mind my business sitting with a bad ass bitch sitting

sleep
Neighborhood Wiz had me high off the ledge, he had faith in my leap
Good God
Layin' low, to stay high
Flying Lotus and Tribe
Kweli to get by
Hova

Had to talk to God, cause I was supposed to get him hit
All this money on my mind like I'm supposed to get rich
I be throwin' up the four, but I be

popped going live
If i die today know my niggas ride'n

Dont fuck with many i stopped acting kind
Fully loaded when im stepping outside
Bad bitch put good