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(She said she loves the islands
Turn around and see you shining
Now, now, I need you by my side
Can you join me for the-)

She said she loves

got 'em calling me a haiku
Wow
Don't hold back
See what you want
When you want where you at
Know that I lack self love in my rib cage
Haven been

Gucci
Pack the pot in the doobie
And then hop in the Hooptie
We bouta ride around, throwing rhymes round ooh wee
Hate it or love it
Either way we the unda

it ain't concerning us
To me the love should always come before the need for pertinence
Who am I to judge what another does
When I'm guilty for

These niggas that cats'll come and
Push that shank while
You're not looking not a Spike
Lee joint but still Crooklyn
These city blocks that we're
Stuck

an accident
Hot damn! What a chance that I could even talk heat?
Now this youngin' can't relax, even with massage seats

Spirits all around me, through the Lane

album sales aren't in the damn hearse
They are? Oh my bad, it all looks the same from the first

You better hide your boyfriend when I come around
You

the time
But that's my problem
Too busy worrying bout what I can't fix
Than shit that is and what I can
How to be a man
Stick by the sides of those you love

Appreciate

C.L. Smooth

Soul Survivor II

2004

out of this deep dark depression, stand by me
Give my insight a resurrection and heal me
And feel me, what you got is to love, got a thing
This

Hello?
Let me tell you 'bout this guy that I met
What up, L? Hope you talking 'bout a guy with a check
It's all money and it's funny I'm calling

be around when I'm in ya hood (what's happenin)
Tryna be a go without a goal though
Hit me wit a let's go wit the flow no (you lackin)
Know you only

keep up we way to deep Bruh 6 foot burnouts all in the street Bruh!! It’s What-U-Need double R YOU SEE THE VEST!
Love by few hated by many but all

You can’t just sit there and proceed to tell me that losing a dog ain’t the worst fucking thing.
Pet or a vet, just chasing around and calling for

I bring to it
(What you bring to it?)
Wet pussy by the light behind the curtain
Paper towel wrapped around her
Thigh absorbing it (Ah)
I'm the type

Cross Me

Plies

Realer

2018

ass niggas can't tell me shit
L-O-V-E, that ain't me
M-O-N-E-Y, that's me
I don't trust y'all niggas far as I can see
Most y'all hoes fuckin' more

that bad
 I went ahead and purchased Apple music
Then I remembered I don't even fucking know how to use it
 Fucked around and left it open trying

made me somber
Almost got ate around 24, they made me mamba
And now we programmed to be pros at grammin’
I focus on the prose for the
Pose cause that’s

wanna be pop
You want the buzz, you want the love, but you don't want to give shot
How you don't want what come with it, you just want to get hot
To be

sitting back seat
Uber for the trip
Sis told me I always saw differently
Whitney, see the beauty in you
Get back to the pen
Writing... It's what you love

state, what I heard, somebody should show her around
Yeah I prolly threw my hoodie up and payed 'em no mind
I prolly played my favorite album like I did

that family meant more than that
Fuck what anybody say my proof that I was a hood kid
But strict rules and a private school kept me outta the hood shit

Say what you want to say
But, motherfucker, I'm still Flosja, dude
Fake all
Fucking with the boy, get your face cut
Then I ride by with your bitch, she

scared just roll
Just come and roll with me it's all good

Yeah, man, what's good
Man? You good? I've been
I've been chilling, man
I've been doing some

forget love I'm about to retire 
See, I can't do this any longer
If you ain't around than I don't need this
It's hard for me to even speak this
But why was