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Dreams

Krooked Nation

Mr. Knightowl Presents: No Escape

2002

rounds, plus some troops that he's got now, he asked for a meeting but i'm not down

fuck a meeting, its war, tell one of us expires, a fortune's hard

as hell
All of us was wearin' Dickies
Ate ramen noodles 'cause we
Couldn't be picky
Been goin' through some shit
I just hope my bitch stick with me
And I'm

when it made sense, but I heard
If you treat niggas cold, you break a little and they, uh
It's always followed up by snake shit
I just reply with

convinced that he is Paul Blart
Now that homeless guys surrounded in the parking lot by cop cars
See Tim is an example of a coward with no balls
And Tim's

Feel like fresh air, woo
I can breathe
Long time comin
Let us begin (oww)

This is "statlanta" with no em and no dre
Just nothin but that

Location Nowhere

The Underachievers

After the Rain

2018

determined
That can never stop us, equalizer with the goals
Like Poseidon with the flows, start a wave around the globe
Choose your path to each his own,

Drrty Rokka

4Lyn

Dat 20 Charts Compilation, Vol. 1

and when I hit the floor I want you to hit the floor for me!

I got twenty people with me
That's twenty more problems, yes indeed.
We don't look classy,

a ring on every finger like I'm brick pumpin' (ah)
Out the pot, yay' wet like Trae Young jumper
If they pull us over, don't say nothing (don't fuckin'

in the hall
Make a hunnid racks and tell my bitch to count it all
It was us against the odds 'til niggas played they cards
All we did was ball, look

on us so every chance I get 
Ima remind em
Woke up and copped Mercedes GT
Next morning said fuck it g63
I’m moving like I’m shooting to kill 
I would’ve

Life lived with blinders on
Only looking out for number one
Radio skewed to his point of view
Of the good old days when the good ol' boys ruled

Fuck with your nigga
I spit it like their is no manana
Beat the shit out the beat
Like a fucking pinata some like to bicker
Thats cool but see me I

With no sold out shows
But strip us Both of our possessions let my soul Out show
The devil not done he want a whole Lot more
Quarantine, quarantine I

got plans for you bitch
I've got plans for you miss

(Da fuck)
I got a glock by my hip
Agent 47 I don't miss
It's the sky palace not the ritz
Da fuck ?

my boys, boys creeping
Fuck the noise
We don't care 'bout what you heard
Play with fire you gon' burn
Bitch, I'm swerving 'round the curve with
Murder

Spark it with some wooden matches
From ashes to ashes dust to dust stay plush a royal flush plus I do for us


I spit it ecliptic my scripture are rivers

with us cause they know that we the shit yea
Sorry i don't do a lot when i'm faded 
Had a dream still this day yea
We getting money on all ten when I

soul it runs so deep
I don't give a flying fuck about your O.P.I.N.I.O.N. motherfucker 
Keep running your mouth about my passion
I stay on my grind and I

wanna fuck with no rubber so I keep it for protection
She told me that she loved me way before she had the Lexus
Way before I had two braids with

the fuck off my property
Cause I'm probably
Too damn dope for them name brands
We spit, we don’t shake hands
Get crack chicks and Ray-Bans
To rap my lines

strap
Then I got tap that
Gally with cola bottle waist she got a fat back
I don’t ever had no time to waste
I need a fat stack
Gave my mum a rack when all

chill though
You thought you had us

But you don't a lil' ho
I can keep on going for
What the fuck you want bro
I just keep flowing

You just keep

now in tune yeah
You are now in tune you are now in, now in

No maś to the bitches that can hate us
But I fill up on the budget with a pay stub

Fuck up with your trash rappin
I'm fantastic
Flow like Illmatic inside the plastic
Yeah
SHA three letters like Nas
I'm close to God
The devil think