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down checks
And when your bitch call
Im fucking next
Guillotine law
She give up the neck
And I know shawty loves me
I can tell by the way she touch me
It

yea I'm lit
I hate dealing with hypocrites
Just give me an atom I can split
It's hard to tell who you can trust
Most of these cats be looking sus

Kick em to the curve, look like we playing soccer now
Victim but I'll turn into a villain in a split
Maneuver now he manure that nigga won't be shit

Uh i been up all night, I couldn't tell you
If they takin' shots, I cannot feel it, uh
(I hate you, bigchase)
If I can't hold the crown
I gotta steal

have much as an average Nigerian boy
From a poor background
I always thought my parents wasn't doing they best
But now am grown and understand
What it

Calling

Chip

Let's Work, Vol. 1

2019

them boy dem soft, ay, yo

I'm so fly like Wayne Carter
Tell dem boy dere I'm their farda
Your boy clipping your baby mudda
That one's a sinner, now

stuff in mattress

I watch em turn half to whole
I get it, I touch it, young nigga it’s sold
Feeling like durkio they call me goat
Heart the streets man I

make it built foundations for the gang (WE STRONG)
Been ducked off but if you try us then we'll turn you to a stain (CLEAN UP)
The last supper all my

crushed
Who would have thought it would be this way?
Walkin' on goddamn eggshells each and every day
Streets patrolled by armored saints, pussy ass stone

it in my bones this is not a guess
This is not a test
I feel it in my soul but I digress
If you go by what your told and you go left
You won't be

See I'm coming from a dream deferred
Try to achieve whatever you can see and get burned
Still got a lot to learn I know you wanna turn
But it's long

the static, want the magic, I wanna ball
Got two fingers for the haters cause it's fuck'em all
Fell inlove with the life, a taste for finer things
Fuck

on my meat, I'ma tell em get back, want you by my side and these hoes in the trash
This dick on your body, I'm breakin' your back,
Turn up the TV, I'm

boomshalaca
Fry yo mans infront of you it look like benihanas
Smoked so many opps the blunt look like chimichangas
Me nd ju can turn the Stu into a mini sauna
I

St Christopher

Jamie T.

Sticks 'N' Stones

2009

Seems like a heavy load
Anti-depressants lessen episodes
While the West End boys in their hand-me-down clothes
Brag about fights under high street

I'm that young fresh pressed intellectual Don
Not dressin Louis Vuitton 
Chillin my Sox hat Adidas sox on  
Turn your blocks oblong and dry you out for

We lead by example
And accept that when we lead we may become the example
STAMPED

We get pass the bull like it's June or July
Say whatever but can

em like real soon
It's gon be a murder scene hit the head
Yea look at watchu started
Every-time me my n*****
Walk inside the building we gon turn

doubted me
When I make it it's to late for apologies
Gonna be great don't want no mediocrity
Mixed this myself just listen to the quality
had to turn up so

This is that we getting outta the hood
This is that we do not play by the book
This is that we gotta leave em all shook
This is that make sure the family

I'm still haunted by this shit man
niggas don't even know 
what a nigga got to do
gang
little do you know...

Ayyy Bro I was hurtin 
But I kept

by the cube
I am not your average dude
If it's hot it's time to move
Grooviness always my mood
Fuck with me I get a tude
She will fuck and suck for

I wanna' hit the strip with checks and make em' run up
I need to be somebody by the new year 
Just so me and all my brothers have a reason for us

it's just in me
Before I'll snitch, I'll tell 'em I'm guilty
Ayy i whip pussy, feel like Uncle Willy
That ho hopped on top
Told the bitch pop a wheelie