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I used to love many things, the way life used to be
Football on a Friday night, the sound of victory
My parents' love, my friends by my side

Fly (Oh, ay, oh, ay)
So Fly (Oh, ay, oh, ay)

We, are love
No matter what we face the bonds are strong between us
And when, you move
You're led by God

men
We used to run around parks
I guess that we grew up and the pasts just the past
But the future holds madnesses mental
And we whipping that whip plus

Come get a load of these holes
In my backpack and my clothes
These hand me downs won't hold up
I'm stuck dragging these woes
Everybody else is all

Wanna talk about it we can get into it
Got the liquor in me now I'm getting foolish
You gonna hold it in well that defeat the purpose
I done been in

Hand me my medicine
Henny with lemon in
Brown like my melanin
Homie this night will never end
Drink up
We got the city on fire
Burncity get litty with

on 
Detroit Rock City corroders
We on the line
It's how we brown bag but act sober
Potholes on shot roads
You lose lunch and spill drinks
Go take a swim cause

can't hold
Another bitch, but we can try to fit in I suppose
Worm's not one to impose, you know my motto goes
If the pussy's free then brodie please, keep

thankful and grateful 
To be alive everyday by the way
I Remember dem days I let them run me
Now I'ma grown man 
In my own lane 
Playing no games 
Asking u

shot
want that green, I need that paper
To hold me down, to keep me safer 
Rather hustle now than later
Get this money, straight conductor 
I'm like
All

fold
Take it to the bank, I’m sold
Now I’m 19 years old
Protect my soul
Steppin out I gotta be bold
Everyday I live by a code
That I will shine
I will be

Shot to my heart I lost my best best
Locs on black funeral I'm fresh dressed
More lives than a feline the brown bomber
Swinging like it's t time

caused by his ill-advised
Prophylactic cocktail of hydroxychloroquine and bleach while sniffing glue
Quick, throw him on the gurney, let's go 

Yea yea yea

keep it brief

Why would I trip When I walk in faith
Same shxt but different day
That's the only way

Brown chick but I call her cocaine
Sucked till she

still got my two chains, cause I know I'll fly
You look in any kind of direction, tell me what you see?
Haters be stoppin and starin at me
But hold on,

have a ground
My clip hold hundred rounds
Either way if shit get real just understand
Its swim or drown
Swim or drown
Hey
Purple gas black smoke
Thick

and we just happen to be them
Still shackled by their chains and I just hope we can free them before it’s
All over
I’m the voice of their plea
So let me

down when i come thru
Double R bitch that who
Im the guttaking in chucotown
Home of the brown come and get this crown
Its pussy intentions deleting our

Boi!

Young Problemz

Da Problem (How's My Rapping?) [Explicit]

2009

Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Wait hold up hold up hold up hold up
We gonna put it down for texas one time
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so

you
it's for my honey with the pretty brown eyes
never giving up on me
never telling lies
making promises
together we ride
I put this one on everything

do

My ancestors is kings, y’all’s liars, 
They said they discovered America, Y’all Tried it

Can’t hold us we done cut through the string, and barbed

and paste.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah I hear you doe,
I should be working on music not the dope,
Bagging up brown rocks and alcohol,
Thats just where my life took me

time.
I'm trynna think of how I will say hi.
You grab me by my shoulders
Look into my eyes.
You'd make me the luckiest man alive.

Can I can I can I make

screaming, and shouting
Tied by the soul there isn’t a doubt about it
I’m gripping your soul
You’re dripping you soak
You glisten you glow
You glitter you’re