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Hey babe
Yeah what's up
Have you heard of this book
It's called I.L.Y
No I haven't what's it about
Well

Let me tell you a story
Its all about you

the way
For it get on you like some discharge
Fuck with lil Johnny lyrically 
That's a big Job 
Kicking down doors y'all take the simple route
And twist

the t-shirts
Should've run it by me first
Is your back sore?
I bet your knees hurt
Is this another publicity stunt?
Thought you were rowdy
Thought you were

The top it get peeled off
I want the one of one
You see the seats are lemon-tinted when it got no ceiling (No ceiling)
Depending on no one
I kept it so

gon Google it,
They making L’s but never made the decision yet,
They try to stop the way I’m flowing like the rivers,
Coz you play with triggers that

Oxy-Cotton
I can even get you Tony if you want it
(Real talk nigga)
Price going up when I talk
Dope still cheap for the low end
Me and bro worth four kilos

begging for the trust
Telling you it's not too late
Everybody knows a dove
Cannot fly inside a cage
Follow my back bone
Found myself in my shadows
In

over
And tell me its mine
Little bitch, hey
Rough nigga shit
Ima hit you with the dick
Got range
In yo rib cage
Beat the pussy
Call me Johnny Cage
So

Who's the Man

ABN

Gangstas and Hustlers

2010

a hater, hatin ain't where it's at
My finger where the seven and a half karats at
You ain't even gotta wonder what the women starin at
They ready

[Intro]
To everybody in the struggle
If somebody ever told you that you couldn't do somethin'
And you still made it happen
Congratulations
Soul clap

ain't feel the wrath of my guys
Wait
Bars lock em', now they face time
Thought you learned from Front Row
CBG here and you Won't Have To Cry no more
It's

see thru
I stay prayed up for the d- evil
They try to belittle  beneath you
Don't really offend not even
We better than them it's not equal
It's atn

ain't feel the wrath of my guys
Wait
Bars lock em', now they face time
Thought you learned from Front Row
CBG here and you Won't Have To Cry no more
It's

the Punch God, yes
Fraud is as easy as it seems
Throw a hook at you? Boy
I'ma leave it to Kareem (Abdul)
In the mall getting drip
Had to take a picture
Leave

with my dwarf like DNA
I'm getting oiled and soiled by your insta crush
Rush, try to keep up, small is nimble I'm hung like a thimble
You can't fat shame

the end of Richard now I go by TypeRich
Used to be in the bleachers
But now I could just buy shit
And if you wanted to be friends
I'm sorry I'm not social

feel it it's boming for me
All wanted was my niggas
Tobe down for Me
I crossed the town for you
Buses for hours you
But you won't come and see me
See

I wanna smile and tell em' that it's all sound
Unfortunately I'm writing you from a small town
The different guy, getting high off the grass
To mask

writing this is my domain
One day I'm going to make it and ride on a private plane
I was inspired by 50 cent, Eminem and Lil Wayne
They taught me that I had

Gave her back to the streets, no receipt, I don't want her, know I'm better off alone
Tell you the truth, I can't take it no longer, can't swim in

Psycho by Xavier Graves and I'shawn

It's just that hard, yuh, yuh
Life is short, gang! Death is long, ooh
Steven is fat
And I know you wanna hear me

sticking around I'm just stopping by
Unless you gonna shop unless you gonna buy
First I swing my door yeah
Drop my four yeah
Used to pray five times a day

Its-true-my-girl
Tebakusobola-you-got-the
Game-my-queen
Tugende-mu-party-nkukube
W-a-n-c-h-e-k-e-c-h-a
Yenze-akusobola-the
Only-one-my-girl

First-time-i

facts
I know they mad thats in the past
No I ain't Johnny I stay with the Cash
Don't play with me play with a Bag
Keeping it G aint shit sweet
Yo pockets