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a lie looking in your phone see
You tell another may come by and that’s all facts get up on the beat
I spit crack once you leave there ain’t no coming
From Unknown
They Said if you don't sell it we'll Make an Evil Clone
Grew up two parent home spoiled Young nigga
They always taught me lessons
(ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Stop callin' me for more (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah)
I'm in the trap I gotta go (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)

Two into the T, Q into a key
I
Need my fit to cost some racks
With a bad bitch in the whip, when you addressing me
Bitch call me 2tone or leave me alone
We be bagging zaza call my
down like Rams
Two flick for the 'Gram, take a pic for a fan
When I'm in the city, she don't ever got no mans
No drama

White bitch named Paris, met
who got heaters that give folks them heebie jeebies
I got brodies who got bars that got bars please believe me
Yall just hate on all your brodies when
end that
Hate me if you want
It's time to be honest, I was never one to keep a promise
I been holding secrets and not telling people, man
It's thrown me
even gotta ask if you sure
Not the type of love you can cop at a shoe store
Knew this is real when I pulled up in a two-door
Corsa Lite not a Bentley
changing my views
In the Executive Foyer
Where the views are really nice
And we stayin away from fakes, lames
And weirdos in sight
Yeah it's two kings
take her
This limoncello in the wood we had to berner the vapors
Bands on me, I ain't go and do my taxes
Hate and jealousy shit ain't a major factor
I'm
women
Man, I had to keep my distance And the people in the game are criticising

Every minute Fans ain't always with it
Accountants always billing
y'all use that word posset man
And y'all ain't never stuck foot in Techwood man
Y'all ain't no one or two streets in Techwood man
Hey man
That's your mom
have you kneeling
Down to me
By the way a nigga leading
Now Crown ya champion
Pop the bottles
Light the blunt
And
Bring
In the models
Hue heffing it
a groove
Women is flocking and coming in twos
Hungry for power and smelling my fumes
Life of the luxury catching a view
Flights and the mileage when nothing
my eyes and count to 1, 2, 3, 4

I'm playing shows down in Delaware
I'm at my best friend's house
I'm on a plane heading anywhere
I'm on a beach down
Look
Before I talk about myself
Tell me what's the price or value getting caught up in your wealth
When no one sitting by your side
And they tell you
Yuh!  Ay!  Yuh!  Yuh!  Ay!  Yuh!  Yuh!  Ay! (PhorHead)
Gotta get the bread 'till I'm dead
'Till I've bled all the blood in my veins
Like a flood,
are all fucked up. They fold in two section that they came with the house. They're all fucked up. They're all out of whack. What? What are you going
feet below
The earth, deep in the dirt
Your family has your name on a shirt
So obviously, they cared about you
So I showed them pics of your face in two
that I lost in a year
Two years
Three years
She’s gone like a new year
Who’s there
Mistakes
Changes are way dangerous
Takes days to be caged in a tank
being "too late" Product in the bag
Put the money in the suitcase
Pistol on my lap
Cause these niggas act two-faced
But I'mma straighten they ass out Like
Got two ginger ales and whole lot of carbs, yeah

Head in the clouds now I feel like I'm fallin'
Now I might be buggin' but that might be nothing
You wait just a minute, Paul! 
It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours 
That makes this world a place our boys could not live in!
They were not
admittend in that parallel dimension by the doorkeepers considered as a regular Twin Spirit ! ]

[Storyteller]
The two brand new friends found themselves in

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