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Remember this sentence, remember repentance
Only God can judge me, GDs and Vice Lords
Over in Danville, Stateville, Taylorville, Menard
heart damaged
I understand that things go a little bit better when you plan it, oh
So won't you send me, your location
Let's focus on communicatin'
mind was clouded with white thoughts
He's lucky that he didn't end up outlined in white chalk
The only thing I can say I gained from my father is
Then you better show me
Come 'on and get to know me
And then you will find that I want you
And feel the same
We ought to be sure I know by now
But
Yeah
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Oh Oh Yeah
I can see, just what ya need, and everything, you're going through, yeah
'Cause all these things, that's
the call
Been numbed by the cold
Still living in snow
Stay down and don't fold
That better be known
Get high to get by
But still feeling low
A promise to I
keep a lil' Uzi
And tell niggas, "Suck my dick", a lil' juicy
I get busy, bitch, you can't do me
Do I look like BBD, you hoochie groupie?
Thought I
to Inglés, pass off and global
The only nigga with a mobile, can't you see like Total
Gettin' larger in waists and tastes
Ain't no tellin' where this felon
watchin' hoes, with lots of flesh exposed
Getting swarmed by those type of niggas
With no game but brown-nose
So I impose only like pros can
"Yo, is this
where they stash it
You can try to get high
You can feel alive
But the reality, your soul dry
You gotta find anybody with a better high
You ain't
One chance to show your face.
This one shot all you get.
Pass by your one good thing.
Lift your head back shoot and chase.
Never hear you
so if I ask head I be fowl
You better be down, the only question better be, how
Threaten me now, bet me a thou', no girl deadin' me now
In the SC
with it, I'm telling you
Cause anyone can get dusted as long as production is available
I'm disgusted as a fan, look how niggas sounding, damn
Weak
the blame at us
The only thing is Imma go get it even if I gotta split your wig
They can't get enough of my style cause I got the job well done winning it
the wild thing
Sayin' please won't get this sleaze to skease
Goes this skease only G's for fees
Only works late, downtown 1st and Pike
Yours for the night,
you never use quotation marks for emphasis
You finished second grade
I hope you can tell
If you're doing good or doing well
About better figure out
gon' get 'em though)
Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get touched (you see him? Aight)
You can put your whole army against my team and
I
on the game
Ain't a damn thing changed
They shakin' the dice
Now roll em if you can't
Stand pain better hold em
Cause ain't no tellin' what ya might roll
You
problem at all
Pride like promises can let you down
You thought that you'd be feeling
Better by now
You worry all the things they could do to you
You
on acquittal
Police protect only those who have the money
So if you're poor better buy a gun
Though if you're broke and you die by cop
Then the cops will throw
It's a shame, but it ain't no thang to me
'Cause I slang these things like a G
It's on, is anybody killing for the summertime
I gotta get another
what it's worth
Some folks gets to be mighty well off
From just a little dirt
He said, love and gold are the only two things
That can buy a better way
paradise
And as I come up from its ashes
I can only offer weak advice
Well, you can tremble at love's altar
But don't you try to run
Because it's
the surgeon so your ass could get a caboose
But he wants you covering it up, so your dresses is loose
Plus it's the only thing they see when you get
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