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Cuz time just keep on passing
Me by
Let me fly higher

Make a lotta moves
Make a lotta moves
Gotta lotta goals
Gotta lotta goals
Even when I'm high
I be

I'm steel, you're thinner than tinfoil
Shout out to the big homie Chris Doyle
Imma do what I say
Don't follow no rules I'm rude when I play
I'm stuck in

her Miss Hotti, you know I'm fly
And every time I walk by you wanna die
Like how I look so fly?
How I look so right?
Still up and it's mid to the night

a nigga like that be doing it
Chasing my dreams, only thing I'm pursuing
Ain't in yo bag, what the fuck is you doing
Start off my mornings by counting this

brought you
The flow that is inevitable
Peace to Phil and Chris we go
Hard for the city we know
I'm on the come up
Too many honeys on they Princess
Leia

pissed off at myself
Sorry that I was goin' through it I'm mad at myself that I ain't holdin
I can tell the Lord I'm shot by Cupid he tell me that I'm

When I'm in the club
I'm the man bro
I'm the man yo
I'm the man though
When I'm in the booth
I'm the man bro
I'm the man yo
I'm the man though
What

it like us, no

I'll go Clapton, they still clapping
Rock beat banging but the boy still rapping
Yea I'm back pulling rabbits out the hat
Like Chris

It's ya boy name JC
Yea the flow so hot need AC
I be chillin for a little minute in EB
But now I'm chillin in the clouds when you see me B

Okay I-

Until we can't no more
I'm trying to catch this Hangover
Nigga let's go
LET'S GO
Man we're live in this bitch like a telethon
Throwing back drinks
Like

slapped, like Chris ass (ha)
Niggas see I'm hot, but you ain't cool with me now
Bitches see I'm gettin' money, thoughts of usin' me
Curly hair with

You never thought that I'd be runner up
You a wonder twin nigga I'm a one of one
Michael jordan couldn't guard me one on one
Chillen with your

(Hey Chris, fuck you!)
EMoney One|11, man
I'm with Flippa, man, I'm havin'
Skrt skrt, let's get it
(Flippa! Whoa)
Hey, man, havin' the gang, man

Thank You For The Music (Live)

唱：葉麗儀
曲：Bjoern K Ulvaeus / Benny Goran Bror Andersson
詞：Frances Yip
編：Chris Babida

Tonight's been so special, and I

it's Chris Breezy i'm the catch
Don't give a fuck if a bitch leave me
Nicknamed her Baby Money 'cause
The bitch easy
She always askin' for some shit

tracks: we're the real visionaries
Your Poets' Society fills cemeteries
Skip your old guard, I'm Chris Paul and they're buried
And it seems I get no

on the come up, reverse missionary
Abstract tracks, we're the real visionaries
Your poets' society fills cemeteries
Skip the old guard, I'm Chris Paul

Voice of the VO, know I'm He, so I'm riding with H1M
I told my brudda I can't have heat when I'm in his gym
Reap what I sow if I go broke I'm turning

I'm so complicated
My life is a compilation
Full of common sayings
Such as you're a constant irritation
To a population
When I pop my phase
And start

gone on me (on me)
That shut fuck with me everyday why you went home on me (on me) 

I been cross by some n****s but I’m getting over it
I just fill my

not fuck with these niggas
This niggas be bitches I swear to god they be bleeding
I dropped an album I'm the hood hero
I really gave q sum to believe in

bitches and bros but I'm rocking by myself
They say damn you living lonely bitch I do not need no help
I got trust none tatted on me it's been healing up my

Surrounded by snakes feel like a fucking charmer
Stealing your girl like the knight in shining armour
Milking them titties like I'm a dairy farmer
Dropping

I'm grinding to make the music that lasts
Follow the math
Since about grade three
Rappin oochie walley
With Chris and the twins
Got the teacher saying,