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pops off
Then we'll be side-by-side, obvy
I wish you all the best
But that's never life's story
Cos if Whitney was the moral
How would you define Bobby?

"she's the purest"

Saw a white girl 
Snorting white girl 
Off a pink titty 

In the back room 
By the bathroom  
With a rolled 50 
 
She licks it up 
She

Traumatized

Dave East

Karma 2

2018

the blues
We was in there robbing niggas Locs
Take him out his coat, I got his shoes
I go to prison, I ain't coming home
We on a mission, niggas running

should go make a movie, yeah
Oh, truly (Yah)
Love the way your body moving
The J got me feelin' woozy
All these hot drip, Jacuzzi, yeah
I just took off my

the pettiest shit
They take iron, blaze firing, make tyrants off emptying clips retaining violence? That's the devil's work
An angel's guidance even never works

off-beat
Still stay clean like I housekeep
Tell me how much time is left
You'll remember that I did my best
Take a walk come and be my guest
Bro told me that

courage
Than porridge eaters in this hierarchy, really really I’m shook
By the look of me up in somebody undoubtedly piracy
Ken ken make dirty for me, tell

Ay, you hear me
Ay, this take two in this motherfucker you heard me
Man we fucked up the first time, but that's alright though
Let's go
Yeah
Ay, you

of the
Things you were hoping to address by
Going away, and then you get back
And do this sort of thing
Is your relationship to this
Stuff at all different?

What

make your Memphis Bleek
So many drums up in this bitch, you thought I shot my heat
It's getting hard to eat Addys take away my sleep
What the fuck I look

Ayy, nigga, I done had enough
Brother told me, stay up off these niggas I ain't done steppin'
Left the monitor dead for three days, I had to send

FROM
AND IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW
I'M FROM HOLLYGROVE

(VERSE2)

THATS COOL,
I'M GLAD YOU THINK I'M FAKE,
WATCH ME BE UP IN YOUR KITCHEN,
AND EAT OFF YOUR

clownin' y'all still be doubtin'
Big bags I'm countin' they take some time
If you out my life don't hit my line
You had your time you missed your shot
Feel

a critic
(You're a bastard)-I'm a bastard
Addy got me rappin in fast forward
Shitty rap all around, lift off the ground
Elevate to a place that's past yours

a quarter on the dollar what you make
Post traumatic stress disorder, take the diamonds out the case
Now we out here bumping vinyl
Bringing violence to your

and myself I needed the wealth
Mostly in the studio the beats and the pen weed and some gin lifted Me by myself
I'll be the nigger fucking your bitch

it is
We robbing your crib, and we leaving a mess
I'm a take off my shoes and run like 30 laps
I've been all on the track
I don't sell no Coke but I

(Huh?)
Bad boy, we know that that isn't you
Viagra, you go hard out the blue
Outside in your sliders, nigga, where your shoes?

Still ain't made it

It's tucked uh
That bitch a snake Imma charm her uh
Put the gun to your head like a barber uh
Fuck a bitch in the backseat woah
Then I take her

move
Tools I got take a nigga out his shoes
Tools I got leave a nigga on the news"
Unc' said, "Papi, you a bad man"
He went back to digging in the trash

to a resolution
Boostin attributes
Doing shit it take you years to do
Stay on the move
I cannot fold
Been built for the pressure
Like a water hose
On this beat it's

When I speak these flows pretty girls like to watch, curling nails got my mind on the clock, so myself so I get what I want, taking off like summer

ain't about tact its about grabbing your s*ck
Freedom so free like when your mama gets slapped

Pah!

By her big a** t****es
Which ain't bad for fifty
In

it down
For the world to hear

I wanna make history 
Before I go
Fuck the misery
I just wanna make dough
And if I can't
Then I'ma have to take yours