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Trap out a ounce no Capone
Maybe that's wrong
But baby need feed
An I gotta eat so we gone
Movin my zone


Buy you some time
I charge by the hour
Buy you

fifteen
And my pretty eyes still focused on making a reality
It was a big big world
But I kept growing with it
My mother wants to be understood I hope she

my niggers living better? 
We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddar. 

[Sheik:]

(Ayo Pun, I got you baby) 
We play the front

her I was dead
Did she weep?

My dear Alma, may you continue to be courted by gentlemen 
Who have been in the trenches
And those who are in sunken

about 13
She was in my high school, class back seat 
Cheating off my homework, fine by me

We could do this thing vintage I'll make you a mixtape 
We'll

This world would never keep its legend from being told
This world would never let a fool like you act so bold
The next world wants to get me 'fore my

before
I've been down and broken
Leave me on the floor
I'll get back up I know it
Yeah my heart's too heavy so it's hard for me to walk away
You don't

uknowhaimsayin. So I-I holler at her, I say 'Aye man, check this out
man, I seen you over there hollarin at ol' boy. I ain't hatin' on that, uknowhaimsayin'. But I

mistro
I can hear Stro screaming out right tho
Vati told me talk heavy walk light tho
She just want the d thats a side note
Talk heavy walking heavy on ice

to God that everything was fine
(Swear) live by the code, you do the crime
Gotta do the time (Ayy do your time)
She from the Hills
Her daddy rich and she

it
Had me some days I never could finish
Do this for mama she my living legend
You talkin bout money like I am not winning
These niggas be trippin I

till she went back to ballers
Heard them niggas live in squalor
Peasant mothafuckas no sympathy you can't even take my dollar
And we don't talk bout

You see
I'ma treat these bitches like a mixtape
First I'ma talk that shit to her
Then she's gonna get the bass (grrr)
Might have to run it back

like it's some heavy metal!

Ay yo it's my birthday
Turnin 30 and i'm feeling thirstay
Feelin flirty want you in da worst way
Flirt wit death gettin

Legends in the making
20's and 50's and hundreds rubber bands for these dollar bills
Diamonds all on me I'm so icy, I gave em all chills
I'm tryna make some

the state of Texas yes
You won't live and see the end of this
So put another rose on your chest for you
John

I know
I know they'll be waiting for me
I know
I

Simmons Incorporated

Run-D.M.C.

Crown Royal

1999

the hell you think we livin?
How you think it feel to be a Simmons
Imagine Christmas and Thanksgiving
People want to know why I ain't on my brother's

want you and I want you bad
But lately I been thinking about all the cash
I could be making just without your ass
So I sit and reminisce to escape my

for the streets (yeah, yeah)
So when you see me nigga don't speak (shh)
Put 'em straight to sleep
I don't sell pussy, but this ain't cheap (on God)

held accountable, so instead I pass the blame, 
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.  
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be

what i want cuz i never had a fuck to give
Ill Bill hard to kill
My survival skills
Nigga keep it real keep ya steel
You know how it is
Shawty say she

hypotheticals
Apex legend
And I got you in my reticle
She got friends for Chen
All he want is wins
All I want is you
This ain't nothing new
She get to the bottom

girl what is you tripping for
Getting so much bread out here, n****s think I'm criminal 
I can't take the minimum  
10 bands I need like 10 of them

(Banger)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)

Bitch, want me to change my life (my life)
All the shit I do, hate the way I move (damn, damn)