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a Buggatti
A lot of shit is gonn happen you don't believe cos I'm rapping
All night long we keeping it popping

Are you ready girl cos I'm parking
By the way I

good intentions,
Say, "if you don't walk away, girl, you must be crazy". 

They don't see through these eyes, they don't feel with this heart,
They don't

Would you like to rule the world
And if you could how would you do it
Would it be a world where dreams come true
You will need a good disease

The game is hers 
I own the cards 
I'd drop them all to play again

Another chance 
Cinderella dance 
With me again 

My thoughts plagued 
By the notion that

This game needs some help 
Build up your self 
By living your dreams 
Mission you felt was honest and free
Time that you spend 
Building with me 
Was

Girl you can't play me 
I'm not going for it 
Bitches that hate me they call me a dog 
They just be mad cuz I treat em so good
But I found out today

to feel you close by your side I post
Like a soldier at guard, not yet a veteran
But now I'm better than
The man I once was, a newly specimen
Reaaranged my

bolt on the lap man
Got 50 left get the strap man
Pop pop pop nine shots with glock man 
Yes we khan like my real last name l
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I love

even halted by demons
Stressin', wanna get you arrested

(If I'm not workin' this)
You keep it real true with yourself and family
Gotta plan this good

walk away sayin? my rhyme
Feelin? good like a man that don't eat swine

Fall asleep at night, and you start to dream
If you was a paid rapper

the real ones are turning fake 
Made my heart hurt trust me it was hard to take 
Haven't met you in months so communications on fucking low
Left me on my own

but I'm fresher
I'm really cool under pressure
I'm cooking up so my wrist in motion
I'm really good with that gesture
Cheffin up Im a chef
Everyday I

on the road
I think that you talk
A good game
But there ain't nothing like
The real thing
You said you'll do this
And you'll do that
When you get your hands

Pathetic by the looks of it, I promise I don't do this all day long
But when it hurts so good I forget it all and melt

Oh, I gotta leave I gotta go away
Oh,

For party crashers yes the body snatchers yes
Will pull you out of your sneakers and your vest
Make no mistake Godz Inc run this place
All good over

hit the way that it used to
Longevity, good to some but y'all fall in congruence (Y'all do)
With maintaining rich for the moment, instead of living

real though, who the fuck is Flocka MG?
I’m the one who Jayceon chose to put his stamp on
We not equal, you pay for bots I reach people
I got fans across

slave
Relying on lies to make our minds feel safe
Like life after death, this reality a real waste
Knees weak kneel 24/7 to get to heavens gate
Demons

Yea, we real thugs
All our problems solved by guns
And all our lives depends on the drugs so yea
All my brothers R.I.P
Better be dead than not be free

Brody 
We Are Not The Same That’s why I’m so lonely 
Get right up on you no zoom but I’m moving real closely 
I am a demon I triple cross this shi is

Feels good to be back real solid nigga I’ll never turn rat if anything I use to help them niggas push em a pack If anything y’all seen my struggles

Light these candles by the tub
And I’ma give that ass a rub
Saying that you smell like puke
But girl to me that shit is cute
I’m just telling you

wrong, 
Why is there so much pain portrayed by these artists as they make these songs,
Are we too far gone, 
Are we at the threshold of the great beyond,
I

We’re the real deal, see for yourself
Leave your ego on the shelf
No airs or graces, they’ve all gone 
We’ve been around too fucking long
We’ve