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know they feel some type of way right na now
Because of you you know I kill it

Because of you
Vile na n'gara nakaa vile mi hu spit
Straight out

in the opening, wondering whats awoken him
Pulling, pushing, provoking him, hoping that he can cope with it
Then she blow a kiss, should he blow it

they wont on his level 
Out the mask on the bridge, put the gas to the pedal 
Heart down to my knees outside that hospital
I just wish I could've gave

to put your Hands on my dick
Into your ass, it was the award Winning trick
I began pulling your black hair, Into a pony tail
Arching your back,

really pussy get popped like some cherries
I keep me a clip might tweak if you too hairy

5% dat be da tint
We pulling up pick em off just like lint
If he

they shot at the sky and hit bigga...
If you know like I know then I'm pulling that trigger
Real pushed up on 'em and they wasn't wit' it
I'm smoking

To situations sticky like
Cedars sap
Branched out in control
Swinging on trees
Never seen the low
With me, the unexpected
Was the only thing she'd know
I kept it

and I'm never feeling like I lost 

Myself in the process 

never feel accomplished 

Couldn't get around so they always living square 

Trying box me out

Now she all outta luck 


Ion wanna touch 
Cause she sucked out my blood  
ct the club 
Nigga I ain't gonna tug 


cnd I'm feeling like a thug 
Nigga

Load neggar dey carry
Even if I feel groggy
I still have to gali
Cuz only me know
The ambition aa get
So I step out the door
With ma 10 toes
Wanna land

RILLc City had to grind 

cnd starve out in this bitch

Why u niggas calling petty shots

But ain't pulling hits 

Told the nigga drop his location

But

stepping out, I’m standing proud,
This is my time, my voice, my way,
No more living life on replay.

[Chorus]
I’m breaking the chains, finding my light,
No

And as soon as you started it every part of you noticed 
Coupes out in front of the 'jects tall numbers 
Or cooped into whatever's left that they bought from

that goofy
Talking bout we moving
I let off shots you pop the Glock
Boy you can't get too far
Hop out the car and I'm beating his ass
Now they pulling in

Fair warning I get out I ain't gon play around
He throwing dirt upon my name because I ain't around
And now that I'm locked up, they think they

Yeah, yeah, aw, yeah
Yeah, yeah, aw, yeah
(Ahhhhhhh)
I had a dream of pulling up in a black on black Vette
But I had to think about it, I don't really

nihilism
Water in my lungs and I'm calling out
Brains so fucked that I'm out of bounds
Looking up to the sky and I scream aloud
Till my throat bleeds out

Yeah
yeah, yeah
Let's go
One, Two, Three
Couldn't have your heart so I threw out mine and I couldn't feel no more
I was talking to the lord, praying

On mars my nigga
Tipp the rover
Badd I been a fuckin
Soldier
Wake up
Still, ain't smell
The Folgers
20
Only sipping soda
Pulling strings
Y'all

like d rose 
She always on knees 
I hop in the ghost 
I don't need a key 
Cause phantom my bro
He whipping the wings 
I call her japeto 
She pulling my

tough like Tello 
And you niggas all soft marshmallow
And I got yo bitch shaking it like it's jell-o
And she pulling my strings just like a cello
I don't

on me like im rocky
Lil mama trynna give me sloppy toppy 
Oh Lord
God with the flows
Jump out the Benz and i hop in a ghost
Funny rappers be talking bout

your mouth cleaned out
I'll fuck around and show you what this Inglewood nigga 'bout
Mouth game vicious, talk a good game to a nigga
Ever since you've

some poker
You been saving these h**s
You f**k it up when you be sober
I be sliding in my whip
Pulling up yea dis a foreign
How you funckin over h**s
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