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still hating, I don't get it still
Can y'all tell me really
What's the deal?

Is it?

Cause Im counting, all these bills

F***** her best-friend
But she

niggas wasn't real
Put a bag on a opposition head
Presidential bill's gotta keep it
Going till my ass hit a fucking mill
Skrrt
Skrrt
Skrrt
Do the dash in

judging
Out of my pocket falls a paper bill
The door pushes open and its raining still
I'm leaving it behind for the treasure it holds
The bill

To the place I ran from
Where the earth and the men
Have been hardened by a life in the sun
Like my old man
He's 63
Still swings a hammer
Still tougher than me

Nowadays everybody act tough
Nowadays everyone got sustenance
Bills to pay
Much to mend
Now my hope get crushed again
Many men
Complicate when

still resemble the artistry I jot on each measure
Could charge by the sentence, recording is a solid endeavor
I'm just saying man, ask and they'll tell

be young again

(Hook)
But...
When did we become adults?
Thought  id be a child forever 
But we’re getting old
 No bills, no worries of being broke
No

the hood,
Tryna duck the Old Bill,
I was off that drill,
Yeah...but you was militant
So higher learning, I moved on my singelton,
You caught time and summers

With my horse and my rifle.
One of my best friends
Ended shot in the back
By a gambler who got out of luck
cnd whose ace stayed in the pack. »

She died

Tell em' go ahead and slide, he got balls if he try
Cause when I start sprayin', everybody gon' die
You can tell by the eyes that I like to get high

Look, times change, like the age, nothing ever stay the same
Dark nights follow sunny days, it's a guarantee
The young keep playing, the old get grey

woke up again
in the same old bed
ignoring my bills
ain't got time to deal
Everything makes me so anxious 
I feel nauseous 
I cant eat 
I Need

Otherside/Otherside (Outro)

Flesh-N-Bone

Chapter II: Family Reunion

1998

blame?
Maybe my pain, dealin' with it by callin' it a phase
These are the last days
Carry no shame, everyday thangs
Went from sellin' cocaine

going outside 

Birds fly high 
While I get high 
Smoke so much 
That a nigga fly by 
Hustle so hard 
Make a old head cry 
Trust no one 
Everybody gonna

And no not talking ice cream but a nigga icy as shit

Ohh damn, damn who knew
Niggas gotta show off looking new
I say on my old shit
Might of grew up but

Poppin tops off like higher kings
Yeah I’m getting dangerous better bring the cavalry
Had some old friends but they'd rather rat on me
That’s the only

Told my old bitch to stop bothering pointed to the door
Got a four for four in my four-by-four for my four fellows
Wearing full VLONE head to toe
My ex

Two old friends
Lonely, late December
Pushing the diner’s door
He enters cold and sore
Dusts off his fancy hat
Snow falls on the floor

The waitress

cool vibed out with the ceilieng bust
Made a couple boss moves en route to the loot looked back all the old hoes tearing up
Turned me down back then

Hello brightness my old friend
Come and confide in me again
I know that it is subliminal
So things can be far less complicated
Time is like

on a
Couple old friends always starting up the wrong drama
And friends? I'm tryna sort them
The same one that wanted me to provoke them
From day ones I didn't

got to watch
The ones that give you love be the ones that's gonna plot
So I keep my distance
From all you niggas
My old friends
They came up missing
My

made.
Mama always told me, you're better off with friends.
Get yourself into the world and take the road that bends.
c bend where you can rest, a bend

The Jackpot/Swept Away

Atmosphere

Headshots: Se7en [Bonus Disc]

2005

repell
Followin the chorus
Indorced by the force
And honey I just wanna hug you're curves like a porsche.

go ahead throw them sore issues back on the fire