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If I catch him in the open it's a bam bam
The way you niggas dickride cock
Need some pom-poms
Welcome to the Doe aka Manicom
I got a baby 9 on me, it

Nightmares On 9th 



Chorus

These times numb my eyelids 
We tried drifting by it
Drugs, high
Empty pockets
Nightmares, nightmares x2 

Verse 1

It's hard to fathom the fact that I been losing so many
Loss after loss, swear my soul so empty
And I been crossed by niggas that's close to me
So I

Whispers were made of blasphemy
Vain, insane, this brute aloof
Drew tainted veils over bitter truth

The stairs ran helter-skelter
His bedchamber besieged
By

If you sayin' that you love me, better step for free
It's so hard to forget, I can't let it be

Two twenty-three, a hundred rounds hanging underneath

Mr go get it
This shit the biggest nigga
That's a hundred vibes
Yeah
Motivated by the poverty
We had to get the money
I swear this street shit
It'll

taste great
We mathematicians
Add with precision
Regrouping tens when
We find double digits in addition
Twenty-Nine hens are inside
And fifteen hens are

and then he grab the Ozzie
Ask him who is knocking and he hid it by the doe
Ask him who is knocking and he sold it by the doe
Yeah I seen the soda he done

nigga you are
You are
Acid brain
Murder brain
All the way
By the way
slip away
Contemplate
With the beam don't hesitate
Nigga I shoot the brain
V.H.M we

And we gon hit up all they bars
We'll be back by the morning light
So just relax and let's take flight
Hop out the whip like I'm ET
This a DeLorean, you

eating dirt
Being buried alive
Put to death by surprise in
The name of black gods
Ain't I most fly? Young pie don't cry
Dry the tears from your eye

make a sound
Yeah we smoke it by the paper
And we move it by the pound
But we could do a couple dates
Or we could go a couple rounds (Maybe)
Baby it

me hit see your way outtt
Lil bad bitch lil Lil bad bitch
I told my main chick I need to get a side bitch
I told my music that I need to get like 9

I'm gonna drown 
Bank account low stress on high nine to five, five to nine, nine to five 
Plus my girl looking at me like I lost my mind 
Cause all I

bakeware"

Yo, Yo hundred pot of bitter sliding
Dealing what you need? (I got whatever)
Pyrex plus degrees
Always something up the sleeve (yur)
Cut your bitch

In tha Park

Ghostface Killah

Apollo Kids

for power
I was a little nigga
Couldn't stay out late I was sour
So I sat by the window, heard the DJ cut
Impeach the Pres, Apache, and just begun

clocking in and out my brain like 9 to 5 (9 to 5)
Everyday, when you're away you're on my mind (On my mind)
Thinking bout you from my birth, to the day I die

bring me the money, I'm a pimp
Give me the upmost n, I'ma lawyer
My word is law
N don't ever reenact what you saw
Bitch got twelve hundred in her bra
Imma

what we're living for

(Chorus)

[Islord]
Eiyo, eiyo, what's today's mathematics, son you can't quote
You get ya throat chopped by the sword I possess
In

Step by step 
Day by day 
I Got option 
Just like a maze 
Couldn't play me
With a hundred takes 
And my jungle came with
The snakes 
Rats, pigs

widzieć
W czarno-białych barwach
A takim się jawi, kiedy odchodzisz w nieznane
Wolę by było normalnie
To jest szczera prawda
Niż by po chwili uniesienia

shit cause they don't even know what it take
I hadda bleed by the mo'fuckin mic so you feeling that shit, so you feeling okay
I'm so stuck in my ways
I

with that 100 emoji then I
Go turn a whole backroad smoky
I spent half of my p's on a ride
I feel like a pony
These old school shooters fell off now

to the nines
Looking so fine
Taking your time, till I make you mine
I'm hanging on
By a thread
I'm in over my head
Darling, I can't resist it
You make me so