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script me
If I get too moody, script me
Yo bitch is a groupie, tits please
Wtf we wearing
You can't pronounce
Cop by the pound
And we smoke by the ounce

down to know
This a work day, no school
We ain't stopping for that snow
Man I been had me some bitches
Not distracted by no hoes
Man we been had us some

it up
And please don't talk that shit again if you ain't bout to back it up
I'll flip the script like spatula and kill this shit like dracula
I'm

tonight.

(Chorus)
Rita oh Rita can't you see we didnt nick robbies gay porn DVD. And Trav is
blaming us for his missing cans of beer, its obvious to us we

guys, yeah she tryna fuck with them

My life's sci-fi , felt like someone wrote a script
And you my die, I keep that pistol on my hip
When I ride by, when

the script
Uh fuck 'round got me a brand new whip (Whip)
Brand new bitch (Bitch) Brand new clique (Clique)
Got me a brand new stick (Fah)
Nigga keep playing

me what you sippin'
Down a bottle of the Henny
Then my foreign get to hissin' (Get to)
Talk about my glow up
Yeah I never used to fit in
Now they

Nigga trynna slime me out like we got beef
If u want smoke lil nigga, den pushup and come see
Rockout wit dat 9 on me by the tree
Know I got it

a glock
(You gotta put the gun down, man)
And when it goes tick-tock
(Quit acting like this the end, it ain't over)
Ask me again if I'm all-talk
(Quit

Overtime

Big Sean

Overtime

2019

didn't take a break, my nigga, I broke
Broke my heart, broke my soul, don't cry for me though
If you don't break nothing down then it's no room to grow

'll see

Settle down it's alright
My friend
Stop getting in a frenzy
Trust me
You don't have to fear their bad scripts
You will survive this
So give it some

a lesson
Tryna find a way to talk to you be havin me stressing
I go by Rod and I’m a Christian would you be my Blessing
I love my island girls and trinis

Whippin out skrrting my ride
Sun going down
Testing my patience every time
Flipping the script on yo ass tryna ride
Seen all my homies lose so many

you don't like it you can suck it
Shooting fat bitches down like I came from Nantucket
The government's playing 'round with our minds like we're puppets

a nigga that
Wants me out the picture
Beef goes down every time I roll with yas
So I give 'em and inch and
They wanna take a mile
They talk behind your back

Gabriella George Floyd Alton Sterling man
Hunt us down with a badge and a gun
They don't mess around they monsters
They shoot to kill if you black in

my mode I trust my soul
If I call you my brother you is my slime
If I can't change the past imma switch up the time
Yeah yeah

Walk on beats so I talk

When the house lights dim and the show begins
All the aliens touch down on stage
If we could read the script of our future
We would never turn

Have you ever been annoyed by the fact that
Kinda abstract, living life and dream, and such
And struggling for 'em got quite the impact
Some accept

jeans, and my glasses, cost amount
What you want? What you mean?
He talk bad, then throw him out
Tell bro come out, gotta hold him down
Dope man out, made

like a villain, I'm neither, I'm not even living
Informal hits, keep that violent script, talk of Bibles and scripture, I'm sorry, you're livid

don't trip on copping whips
If it ain't a DVD you
Won't catch me popping clips
I don't trip on chains and shoes
My God thinking 'bout whether to change

to explain that
So face facts, you are down south writing a new chapter
I would have done things differently if I had knew faster
What life would actually be

taught to care, bout what's similar in you & I

Taught to be a hustler, never show your weakness
All my idols facing life, another victim, street script