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still alive
Run up the bands, I'm in love with the bank
They be wishing me well no Fargo,
Thought you was gang swear you must be high
These niggas OD no

Heart stole by the scene, nothing is as it seems
And I write and I write and I dream

So package them up, make the rules as you go
Sell out like stadiums

Let's be honest,
You're the reason why I'm heartless
I can't fuckin' focus
Can't focus on a thing
Silly of me for reachin' out
Only to get

Everything I said was a lie I love waking up next to you
You were my everything and I don't know what i would do without you by my side
You made everything

nothing said by none you kids 
cll about my hustle flowing through the fifth 
Rolling with my 30s riding till the end 
Nigga I ain't trey ain't getting out

invitation
Will you go with me out to sea?
We’re here we could bring a little cold beer
Weather’s clear my dear
We’ll sail away together
On this windy weather

We represent the crescent
 I figured that you knew that 
Black and gold fleur de lis
And we all yellin who dat 
Knocking down doors like Pimp C out in

already know that my niggas a stomp a nigga,
Don't give no fuck about nothing if you run up on me, you know I a trunk a nigga,
I heard the Jackboys on my

and tell your man that I hit
You know that nigga a bitch, he gon' trip Pull up and he gon' get hit by the stick
And if I miss you, know bro got to blick That

shot
I'm Sippin'
They trynna shoot at me like John Lennon
I ain't even posing up for they Canon
Streets wild
And I'm out
Twins on her chest
Looking like

All of the vices you have, to replace the love
Go 'head and check my price tag
Baby do you have enough
Back and forth
Back and forth
Search for

getting by
Feeling that these feelings never die
Eat my pride with some
Curry chicken over rice
I'm Baklava sweet
Strong as a tiger paws don't you try

repeat like a prayer
Kitchen's full of mines and chores I can spare
The battle starts to shift when I make it to my chair.
Coming out a cave meeting troops

to the point
Foot on the gas
I'm still going through the noise
Love me when I'm last
But some still pulling for the boy
Ima kid with new toys
Acting foolish

Like chime bells ringing
Calling me to come
There's a new bird singing
Saying i should run
Away from here

The lights pass by
They radiate in waves

100
I got the baddest bitch and she fucks me so good
Yeah I love it
I been on a high yea I'm feelin' crazy
Lately there ain't shit that can stop me

speakin' to Mac if you run to the mill
Beans? You got nothin' to spill
I bust raps just for the thrill

Okay, you got love for the game, it's better to have

your bluff 
I ain’t in the mood to be hearing
What’s out of love
I’m following up
Just to be honest 
I heard enough 
Your little promise
Ain’t worth

Richard Milli Music written By Shaquille Jackson

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahhhhh
Ah Lotto talk to them, roll a Zadie

Let's Come Together (Lyrics by Paul O. Myhre)

Verse 1
The wind is changing
The leaves are falling
It always seems to go this way
There's so much

check here by the morning time

I count up as soon as I'm yawning
I'm thankful for life so I'm going hard
I got pain in my vein
No pain, no gain

Run up

It's like an out-of-body experience, you know, seeing the world for what it is, what it could
be, what it will be
It's nothing crazy though, nah,

believe that shit, but I let shit run its course
It ain't no Rylo Like, bitch, who the fuck this for
Yeah, this that baby Milo, got the bape from overshores

of the month
At the stupid girls club
Thought you bet all in
Turned out to be a bluff
I know you make me mad
Cuz you love when we fuck rough
Still you run away