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and ali and yea we still together
thru the stormiest weather
its been along forever
holding it down in the south
surrounded by the southern alps
with

countin' my cheddar my cheese I
Take a trip right to belize
Niggas be showin' fake love but I see it
No it ain't no foolin' me
Cut her off cause she a tease

talking bout me
Yeah I don't know what you doing no more
This getting out of hand can we just stop
You don't know about me
And it's clear to see
Cus all

grab my ching and my bally
Leave a paigon missing
Man know about gang, go to the cams
If I weren't by man, then broski did it
Ayy, the amount of time

a different cloth nigga I'm just special
Roll dow low cause its good for my health
Don't need to many niggas with me
I'm good by myself
Because these niggas be

problems would jus shrink
It seem like Gods plan an then mine just never matching up to sync
I hope this shit dont pass me by they say it will if you just

like a monk
Paranoia, that's the effects of the slums

Couple niggas cut me off, but it's cool
Tho
Claim that I changed, but the feeling's mutual
Even if

down gotta take the proper measures,
You want it all without putting in the effort..

Bridge: 
You niggas gotta go elsewhere,
Get out my way for real,

1. Send a prayer up for me, life been getting too deep
2. Living in a fake world you would think it's 2D
3. Fabricate reality, fairytale, fantasy 
4.

wanna believe me
I'm speaking I'm speaking I'm speaking they finally need me
Before I even cook it they screaming out feed me
And I'm Wolfgang Puck when

lied on a Bible
Just to feel a little free

She didn't deserve it; nobody ever deserves it
But I cut anchor and I drifted out to sea
And you found me

the roof
Wipe em down like a deuce
These rappers are a joke
The punchlines is the proof
Lick boots and soft shoein it
They say the Dirty Dirty and kids

out of it, before the feds try lock me in
Burn my progress and make my mind go spiraling
Troubling, ops trying to come line my skin
I'm weathered in,

a nigga die? 
Getting shot by my nine 

Verse 1: Young Noble 

Hey yo 
Who want to fuck? 
Who in the truck? 
Who in a rush? 
Who in the cuffs? 
Nigga, who

don’t know stress, one try so do it your best

Verse 3:
How could you, ever let another, tell you, how to live your life
These niggas out here lost more

it.
But not as much as my daughter’s love
I’m in need of it.
To all the fathers out there,
I can feel your pain.
To all the kids out there,
Not all men

to school, be livin in debt
We’ve been givin a mess
Disparity of profit is the third and the worst
It cuts fucking deep like a surgeon at work
They don’t even

these snakes out my grass like a Mexican
She bad built' and got no ass I guess she's Mexican
I was in the streets sellin' like a Mexican
Had fake J's

Your just fuckin petty and weak
Go and drink the Henny and sleep
Machete cuts deep
Like a sentence I speak

See the rise and fall
Thought they knew it

Baby? I'm sorry
I didn't mean to get this drunk
But, you know how it goes
Once you start you don't wanna stop
People never wanna party
After they've

on YouTube
I don’t need a grammy I just want my hunnids blue
I be around some shooters that would kill you for some shoes
All Alone by myself catching plays

down
Guess Who it is? 
Ness how I'm striped down
I'm surrounded by snakes
But I'm Gucci though
Cuz I'm a parslemouth
Gucci on the collar hoe

Okay!

at the crowd
I sold it out

My father not gone be too happy when I speak my heart
I promise him that I'd get a job after this and put the music to the side
But

at the crowd
I sold it out

My father not gone be too happy when I speak my heart
I promise him that I'd get a job after this and put the music to the side
But