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(MIA JAY C)
What up, Skilla?
You cut up on this bitch, JAY C
You cut up on this one, JAY C

White boy'll pull up sharpshootin' like I'm Larry

could go back to
pimpin
Tryna get t'd wanna say that im living
Done with the nice shit im done with forgiving
If u don't want me then say it just end it

he's gone show up on time
It's unlocked nigga, come on in
I sit back and sip my wine
By nine oh five bitch, we was on ten, no phone calls, he said fuck

Ya ya
Ya ya
Dis that SC Muzik
Carolina Boy
Bout to show you what it do
Bout to show you what it do
Jay-Oh

Livin' day by day
I just want tomorrow
We

Heard that boy been dissin'
He just mad that he can't stand with us
Pipe down 'fore I fuck yo bitch
Yeah, I heard she got stamina
She aint comin'

blessed
Lately i been saying fuck a depression, newer direction
I'm really open i guess and this book is so far from finished, let's get it
I gotta say that

Yo, yo yo, what's good everybody?
It's ya boy Svnny D and you're now tuned into Yee Radio!
We have a special guest in the building; Phresh Kyd, how

You running boy yeah you scared you little pussy cat
Bitch don't let me have a spazz attack
Never broke always got cash on deck
How I get it its just

children
Then go say he left them abandoned like a building
That's tore up from the floors to the ceiling, paint peeling
I ain't feeling, women who find joy

diamonds glistening in the sun
All this smoke in my face crushing my lungs
Take a deep breath bitch, they say that I'm up next bitch
Pop it, lock it, drop it

a pony
I know you want me
Your hips are sayin’ boy won’t you pull it off me
Waist lookin’ invisible
‘Cuz I’m blinded by the curves of your visual
You

Uhh, ya, mic check mic check, one two one two, yo
I go by the name of Calist, I'd just like to welcome y'all to the tape
I hope you're ready
Cuz its

But t'ya friends you would never say,
Said we hungry we hungry
But we live each day by day
Times is ugly is ugly
But You and your pretty face
Is so

my friends and the leeches
"What y'all want?"
They only there when the money there
They will go when the money low
Genuine love that's what I hope for

You see I put my mind to work
You boys, you need a finer verse
I got that bass, that firework
That earth, that wind, that fire verse
That classic

you fanya like this
Baby can you fanya like this(Can you fanya like this)
Like this like that
She Like it when I do it like that
Say that you can do but

must got a 3.1 K/D 
Bro's got a 3.5 in the back of the 2.1 ford focus   
I'm a man a of few words but I must say these 
I dunno who I can trust lately

through
The peephole
Man, fuck The Rock
I'm the champ for the people
Let's go, drop the bow
Full Randy Savage
Cream rule everything
Dollar, paper, cabbage

go bank on that (Yeah yeah)
Boy I got the word on deck you know that's big facts
I don't have the streams follows or the racks
But if I did it God

of these love songs, I'm tired of these bitches
Yeah, pardon me, I'm just surrounded by riches
And part of me feeling like I got intentions
To kill it,

your life
I'm a Boy Scout, buddy, I brought my pocket knife
He was talkin' gangster , but he gets scared at night
I told my homie to write it, he said

the music chose me
When I'm writing I don't know what takes control of me
It's like I black out again
Hours go by and I keep writing them
Zoned in again
Feel

Hot boy cold world, but I still had to go take it
You ain't catching me waiting
There are obstacles based off patience
Nigga I made it self-sacrificing

turn the page to the story
Now I wouldn't say today that that boy really sober
Just matured and moved different since I got a little older

And now I'm