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you on Twitter
I wish you were here
Can you text me first
I don't wanna say shit
You just make it worse
Saw you in my dream nah
You were wearing green

don't)
Your running and fronting (Oh, oh) and caught up in fads, you happen listen to trash (Oh, oh, oh)
Bring the bomb by the boatload, up and down like

Dead or in Jail

Statik Selektah

Statik Kxng

2016

surrounded by fam doe
That part is mando, I don't understand your ass
Get a little fame, get a little name, then forget the same from which you came
That

show me how I don't know
I got my boys around me
Got their trust got their vow
Just give me green light
Or even just allow
I want to make him pay for

Tryna get the money in a major way
So now I gotta push her away
No I ain't gone give a Fuck about the fame
No I'm just doing it to get paid
Me and you no

by the school
Where we subject to ball
Don't worry about
The crackas' cuz the crackas'
Ain't sharp
How I'm looking in
The Phantom
Bitch you know that

PART I:
Dazed and confused like a drunken sailor
Too familiar of my whereabouts
Something about this place just don´t feel right
I´m gonna kill them

took a lot of effort learning how to hate us
Tried to give you everything now the bakery outta bagels
What you pose to say when they love you but dont

industry dead ass, or is he!

Five minutes and fiftynine seconds gone by
Are you really ready for this lyrical high?
We can shoot without bullets, D F

(Smiley Jonez's Verse)
My money goes round it comes back around
Just look at this money I'm getting now
The coppers come round, don't make a sound
Gotta

a fist of caps
An something to say
Standin' on the corners
East of "A"
Playaz play the game
While we slow drive the bomb

Don't give me that shit about how

strong
And before too long they could do no wrong
As the idea grew, the number of poeple who dug our idea grew too
We had a graphic designed who know just

message the bitch and
You're stressing the bitch
I've got F's on my kicks
Still pressure the strip
Don't give me no lip
We can throw them hands
Guns out,

make a f if i rate you with a letter grade
You aint probably mean to pick this song but you let it play
I just put my shawty in some fashion so she

If life's a movie rest assured that I'm a star in that script
See I ain't got no time to waste, only time to make a difference
Hommie I don't give an F

moe, catch a nigga by the toe
Never doing dirty work gotta killer on go
Came from the bank though, counting up a bank roll
They ain't getting money,

they stacks
Give me that with all them packs otherwise im about to snap
Yall N__ aint on nothing i tote that 380 chrome bustin
Bullet penetrating your

Kinda f**cked up Im a projected felon
Cause of a couple charges
Learned to stay on hustle
Don't know me if im switching cars
Staying in an House
Mailing

Veterans, can you picture being separate
"No" That's when I replied neither can I 
F**k your fears come here give us another try
What we feel is too real

I'll write at you
You don't want any part of this pen
Flower pot men, Bill and Ben 
Ben and bill, want a beat 
1000 bills, she wanna beat
I give her

I'd like to thank you all for joining me on Drive Rhymes
It's been one hell of a ride
But the party keeps going, you know it don't stop
Let's get it

the rules ain't no groupie dudes in the booth
Don't hit me with the rico I got YSL on
You better slide by yourself, no one to tell on
Pretty girls love me

You f up and then you lost me
All these feelings fade away
Little by little
Get them off me
Get them of me
Cus today I'm doing better
I put myself

Uh
And you already know what it means when you see these two names connected
Yeah
Niggas counting favors while we out here counting paper
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