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Rose petal snow and a sunset melt from orange to midnight blue; We’re in June and the old ascending moon says:
Nothing of it matters it was not your

the nighttime
Fluck feet in the pipeline, can't sit on the sidelines
Can't sit on the sidelines, yeah

I got three words, family over everything
Two feet, run it

Sick motherfuckers!
Go head, throw up nigga
Yea yea ok, I know you
I know, I know

[Verse 1]
If you wanna have smaller digits
The kid was never,

We Don't Give A

Fabolous

Ghetto Fabolous [Clean]

2001

sick mothafuckers!
go head, throw up nigga
yea yea ok, i know you
i know, i know
[Verse 1]
If you want to have smaller digits
The kid was

to burn in my desire as I should
Oh not everything here can be this good
I miss this shot cause I didn't shoot
The feet kicking me into isolation
In

these walls
Are the great divide brick by brick
Gonna watch them fall build more bridges
Tear down these walls

I remember when the world was smaller

bar
Impact like a nova you'll be smaller than a dwarf star
Fuck I just want to win when I'm in
Like fuck plenty paper and I'm penning them
Like fuck I

goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me

Under the Influence

D-Age

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

I was in Vietnam
All bitches is hoes, even my stinkin'-ass mom

Ayo, flashback, two feets, two deep up in that ass crack
Weed laced with

Mike Dizzle you a fool fa dis one
Rest in peace to Pimp C you'a G to me
Corey Miller and that Chad Butler pullin' kick doors

(Live by the trigger,

you ain't gotta ask (Uh, uh)
Way before the quarantine, I was in a mask
Asked niggas for six feet
Pop 'em in the ass you rap it like a G
Wasn't poppin'

late)
I was moving Mixtapes while Dre was moving the Chronic
Started moving millions soon as Kanye's moved into college
I can take ya overseas in

They try to sneak shit
Like a snake at my feet
How many bands can I make in a Week
I'll take all a tht shit
Gimme all tht OT
If she can sell seashells by

stabbed in the back by fake friends
Shit, before i ever thought about making the bread
Before i ever thought about taking the meds
Before I felt like I was

finessing
Y'all really was begging for dollars
Got every thing fronted the plug was yo cousin
We came outta pocket for ours
Don't talk to me stupid I been in

Char, instantly we was fam- we was sittin' in your Ram 

Outside the Laquinta by the Briley, my face wasn’t on smiley

These pussies, they was gon do lil

Mysterio, I'm drivin' in my car eatin' cereal
I was gon' die like a year ago
Look it's a psychopath, lately he walkin' a psycho path
And I think he been wild

Peace 
These niggas cold blooded in the streets
I'm just tryna get this money with my team
Climbing to the top with cinder blocks on my feet
Man they

was sworn in by a kiss
Late from the country cadence
No peacemaker, I sweep up cases
Goin' on a walk with a new suit armor
New suit dead, Bottega,

for shit, I just stay on my feet
I keep that bam tucked in Miami, gotta keep that heat
Saw I been ballin' for some years, don't wanna see 3-peat

I been

who didn’t deserve it
Broke bread wit' niggas when my pockets was hurtin' (FR)
I was raised by my gramps and my granny
My momma was workin, I turned

arf mssawess l human
Cheftkum mejmou3in 3la sbagha ranzoomi
N3iich f box assuming
Aji dreeb teela comin' in
Ntuma 3arfkum gense kamounii
Ra7a dyalii I own it

expanding
Are you getting smaller
Or am I getting taller
Towering over my foes
While I was getting swole
You couldn't grow
You're a half pint
I'm in the high

gone, 321
Life was so short, I could have sworn it was long
But we had fun, kept on keeping on
Now I'm ready for takeoff in 3, 2, 1

Dead, gone, 3, 2, 1