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and scandalling
Live gambling survive by scrambling

up my bro Casanova (free him up)
Badman persona
Badman alone can control her ('trol her)
Sorry, sorry, your sis got bent over
Push in my hood, take

know who isn't
Find out about the Syndicate by siphoning comms a little
Whip off white in my pocket, I'm the Virgil of television
Push all my niggas into

buck a boy in a backstreet
Eyes on her chest she ain't wearing no fendi
You Know I got flows for ur dome got plenty
Not even twenty
I'm past all

To keep going and to keep persisting
It’s not easy to push forward in this world, is it?
I paid my taxes and sent a note to my accountant
About an overdue

Hurt my heart I'll never admit it
Hit em long range, shoot with precision 

Pull up by yourself, bringing niggas forbidden 
Ballin big league  A1

a days I move smarter
10 toes by my lonely
I push myself harder
These lames have no drive like a car with no starter
Sneak diss on my gang it go down

to Duke 
Cuz I just get it how I live it, push it right up to the limit, knock you right off of ya pivot like a bouncer do

They call me Mr. Laidback, take

push others on their heels
By feeling supreme confidence in
Himself but no matter how tough
And hardened they become, hustlers usually
Face one daunting

the garage
Player haters run to get the fuck out of the Dodge
I tried to shoot to gain but they tried to act hard
They chose is live small while I gots to live

Money Ain't Enough

Ray Luv

A Prince in Exile

split and left me in the wilderness
Life a test, made a wish by the burning bush
Purge my soul, all I need's a little push
Schemers plot, never seem

at school set on set wreck
I don't care if the kids there
Know some 20's that'll die for Long
Beach like they live there
Waityou went and fought Dizaster

the garage
Player haters run to get the
Fuck out of the Dodge
I tried to shoot to gain but
They tried to act hard
They chose is live small while
I gots to live

said they had an informant
I'm back in this caged up cell
With the apes in jail, now I'm back in this eight by twelve
See I tried to live right
But

sure it ain't no more breathing
He a fuck nigga
I ain't need no more reasons to leave him
I took a loss twice but I made it back
Twenty minutes

take yours for it
Uh-oh, it's a booby trap, hope he fall for it
4-4, push his kuffi back, make him fall forward
Before I get bodied by a singin'

"Go whoosh and push", and something's telling me, "Don't cook that"
Uh, uh, we ain't giving no corn when we drop that
Junebug too loose, if you swing

And live the rest of my life forsaken?
Don't push me, 'cause I just might do it
I go dumb, but I've never been stupid
I've had nothin' in my life before

of the blocks where corn got crashed (JS)
Everyday gotta take that risk, that could be by trap or glides with gang
Back it and bark it, push bike, chance it

finna cook
A Utah Jazz nigga used to
Not gettin’ calls for the push
Bitch,  I’m darin’ him arrogance
Today,  stop my comparisons
You tired of these

would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better start moving
Bitch get up back

would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better start moving
Bitch get up back

would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better start moving
Bitch get up back

Never influenced by movements of what the cultures doing
If it ain't congruent wit my dreams I can't get into it
Only time they down with you is if they