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the south
Fucking with me he gone come take you out 
This ain't a threat it's a promise 
Light a nigga up with the tommy 
Bitch you better learn who run it

with me forever
She wanna stay with me forever
I just live my life like this forever
Cannot put you on my schedule
(Clayco, cook it up)
You know that I'm

can't do this again
Don't make me do this again
Maybe I just need a friend
Maybe I need a...
You're not getting rid of me
I won't go so easily
You're not

the lens
So if I showed you this beautiful woman and said she smoke crack
Would you still judge her, regardless if you love her
This could've been your

material 
cause I’ve been on my business hoe. 
See me sipping my Ciroc 
with a Rolex watch and a Sherling coat.
Taking them pictures all by the bar. 
She

in the nine six
If you fine with being broke
That's something that you fine with
You don't even have my back
Not even having my six
But you give me

peek in my portfolio
And say I haven’t done shit
This shit’s editorial
Don’t claim you don’t love it
Lives on post corporeal form
Starts to plummet, so

acres
Just me my gang and paper
If she pulled up and was badder than you
What would you do
What would you do
I told my Brody that bitch for the crew
She

stand by the seaside on the white sand with a bleached eye
I hang on the east side you can find me where the beasts hide
Bleed out beneath street signs

severs his holy hoax
As he barks in sermon of metatron invoked
Just don't let go, love of mine, we'll survive to the sunlight
She brought you back to me

she feel love 
That's a lock on her heart with no key for the ignition 
Music drives me, so tell me what drives you
On the road to riches they wanna

know you a bitch we callin' your bluff
Off Xans im thirty'd up
My bitch left cause of my attitude on that purple stuff
I'm not really the one for love, I

Bullet to the brain like a top hat
Fucking on your bitch I’m the top man
I'm speaking truth we don’t like cap
I’m not your bro you don’t get dap

better
Say nothing happened
This hoe love water I'm tapping
Them is some lame
Ass niggas you dapping
She wanna fuck so I told her pull up
Got that hoe

degree matches
Young pretty motherfucker
I'll take you down on the mattress
Cold body
Don't tell anybody
In my Hilfiger Tommy
The label will never drop me

stay blessed
when you be bout yo business
You can ask my wife 
She a witness
You ever try me twice
You on the hit list
Took the roll of the dice
Now it

get away
I love you Castaway
Is what she always say
And then I feel okay

I just might-I just might ruin my life
Take a bullet or a knife
Might just

Dont matter what ya use to
just wanna share my life 
But you think it's too good to be true
V1:
She think that she losing
Comparing her life 
2 what

lil boy on a shelf
He been washed up since Nelly
I got codeine in my belly
You ain't got no money don't tell me
I got straight drop on yo addy
Keep that

that fat shit, they talkin to enforcements
Pussy niggas, I don't do endorsements
I be smoking on the za cause I love gettin endorphins
How they want me

should be a living hell
What you see here isn't me this body, it's just a shell
There ain't nothing on the inside
My emotions have died
Due to the dirt

clutch a pole
I pour up this sprite with a four
So much lean in my body I'm cold
You don't want me you just want my gold
Popped a perky yea I just might go

(Ice)
Big ass, big heart (Heart)
I might get some Billy Jeans
I don't know the price (Nah)
You know I got God with me
I don't roll the dice (Yah)
Aye

little bro don't love no bitch
9 out of 10, we fucked them hoes, not your bitch she slid that low, bro had died
I kept going, weather report hood been