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why we higher than dem
(Woyo)!!
Big up yourself (big up yourself)
Never gon' dread (never gon' dread)
Burn up the chalice, nobody holy, you be the best

me up by millions?
Papa still workin' so I gotta get the money
I ain't ugly, people judge me, I been jumpin' like a bunny
I been murderin' hoes like my

I done been to church many times Pastor bless the oil
It's a dangerous world that's why I can't trust no one
And i keep one in the chamber drive by

the most crimes
In most times
eNanda 
 You likely to die by knife or a 9
While you still can Live your life this hit me 
As i was

Rolling in the street

Rolling up 
Rolling up 
Rolling up
Rolling up
Man I miss me king Troy 
c real ass dude 
We had the same dream same views
cnd wild as fuck 
That boy was for

shuck and jive
I done came up and went higher to come down
These bitches fuckin and suckin' to get by
But I ain't buying nothing you buckets is not mine

a pastor. Grew up with no father, I'm a rich bastard.
I don't really want that hoe boy you can have her.
I'm too busy in that trap makin' it add up.
Killin'

Living Gucci Dreams, Illicit my fitted, like who tf he mean 
You finna be witness to the menace on the scene 
Stuck by true religion and I cuff my

a rat, he probably even feel like ain't nun wrong wit that
My niggas like Hendrix when it come to guitars
Nigga I ain't talkin bout Seddy
No Pastor Troy we

not afraid to preach His truth
We exposing you
Won't let them talk how they wanna
Posted been by the corner
You claim to lead your flock
You not no

know what it be
I'm a big brown dirty tool
GermanLand
What a magical place
Just hold my hand
I'll show you a good time
You and I, baby, let's have fun

Is It Real (My Mind Still Playin' Tricks on Me)

Willie D

Play Witcha Mama

in, didn't see one hypocrite
It appeared every single soul was reached
Cause the pastor practiced what he preached
Then I woke up in a cold sweat homie

the pastor say
Then Big Momma passed away
Now I don't listen to what the bastard say
Maneuvering through the world all alone, getting beat up like Cassius Clay

Bastard

Tyler, the Creator

12 Odd Future Songs

2011

I don't know, we'll never fucking meet
I cut my wrist and play piano 'cause I'm so depressed
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got

in motion (air in motion)
I gat my shawty, my bae
Am not all by my lonesome (handsome)
Call me Troy, call me Fresh
Young Nigga Fresh (young nigga

The mic was passed and that's when I found out

(People from everywhere watchin the show)
(You're intrigued by the way I do my thing)
(People from

Naija e no be by force, I swear
If pastor dey wey dey fear God
Wey love him people like him love him hair cut
Him go sell the jet wey dey the airport
Cos

The great success story of 96, former coffee gopher, has now made the show in the big time
You are a piece of fucking shit
And on that note, we're

Lost Nuskie was devastated
How the fuck lil' Marcus OD? He don't fuck with medication
Drac' on me in every state (blrrrd)
You stay by the pastor 
We

beats
In da basement at nicks
Roll up to Joe dumars
Tim and Troy in da whip
Runnin 5s with coach lance
Yeah we runnin that shit
My boy Lovelle hop da

expressing pain
Nobody asked why I said it
They all just shit on my name
This never was a fair game
They all just think I’m insane
Forced me to play by your

(Big loan)
So attracted to a red bone (Red bone)
She the one that he depend on (Yee)
Wasting they life and I'm helping em' peep
Call me a Pastor, I'm

I'm straight out the hood
By my vibe and diemina
Bad Lil bih you should seen her
She got a body she built like seiliana
She call me young Krispy