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a laugh
Let's just get naked
It wouldn't be so bad...
Let's just get naked
Just for a laugh
Let's just get naked
It's a trip and a half...

I had a good day so I’ll spill it out, 
Been a long year, been figuring it out, 

With all that’s going on, 
I want you to know 
Yeah I’ll hold you

minimum wage, and I can't stand it
Why do bad karma come to me, no, I don't want it
Feel hated by my family, but I ignore it
And I be wantin' to cry

crazy for me
She got the tat
Ain't nobody can't compete
No cap
Lookin like Tems with the eyes
She so bad
Post on the gram
She the biggest topic
How she be

sellin' bricks
By the pound Pick your mans up, nigga, I put that boy
Out of bounds Scorin' hell with buckets, nigga, Karl
Anthony Towns My clip long as my

own dawg snitched on me
It's a violation so you know we gotta flip homie
Hunnid more shots in the AK
Might go fed how them crackers did Dae Dae

probably top 10, no SportsCenter
I'm the man, money tall, feelin kinda slender
Last name these bitches, so you know I had to bender

(Chorus) 
Running up

the universe
Got a feelin' I'm finna blow 'Almighty' nuclear
Dropped out of college school to work
Nigga I'm not rockin' beige
My shit made by Virgil, Vivian

stood the test of time
That was fifth fuckin' grade but he from Red Deer so that boy already ready for a fade
He told me stories about his homies and how

me
But I'm feelin so free got no tags on me
And I'm lighting up the game with these lyrics yeah they be
Seasame Street what's the word on the beat

now
Fuck Soulja Boy
Dog I heard that shit at Ice T's house
My Gucci bring them Mice's out
Like Gucci I'm so Icy now
I tat my hood all on my arm
Don't

Come closer for your little dull eyes to see
So hard to miss when we're the only ones out here
Too bad that you can't tell the difference
Between

not a problem I'm just saying
Tryna focus on my goals, we livin' in this world
Too fast, so sad got me feelin' really low
I'm dying inside can't forget

around goodness gracious 
It feels good don't it not to live by any rules
I Kant believe y'all people still sleep wake up off snooze
My girl bad asf so I

State of the Art

Sudden Death

Fatal Accident Zone

records sound so damn lame?
The beat is a cheesy remix or a cheap rip off
And the rappers come off soundin soft
Cause none of it rhymes and it sounds all

subtract ya boys you is none
You can't rap to save ya life so call tha so called Health line

Fuckin up enemy minds
Soliloquy into these lines
Thinkin that

give me a really good feelin'
You can make life worth livin'
You can be the piece i'm missin'
Love is a maze and we get
Through it when we just listen

out dat hottie run him down
Run him down
Plain Carti bust em' down
Thotianna bust her up
Throw two more back was coming down
She so bad she say pull up

Murder

Busy Bee

Running Thangs

1988

on - and even take off clothes
I never leave her, I never desert her
She so bad - the bitch was murder

Yeah
Dance, sucker
This is murder

(EUGMOB made this one too?!)
Lately I've been feelin' pain
Lately I've been feelin' pain
These days things just ain't been the same
Life hitting me

Since I've been returned my letter
Stamped by the sender and whoever watching over the boy
Wrote back stating I'd make it
Rising above the hatred
Might

pitch black
Shoppin' at Saks on Fifth Ave, uh, uh, uh
My unborn daughter got a rich dad
First car gon' be a Hellcat, uh, uh, uh
Good gas, boy, we

pitch black
Shoppin' at Saks on Fifth Ave, uh, uh, uh
My unborn daughter got a rich dad
First car gon' be a Hellcat, uh, uh, uh
Good gas, boy, we

to talk
He let us step
I'm steppin' in
Just got a Glock
I gotta' spin
Slide down my block lil' boy ass down bad
It's for the older opps it's so sad
Said