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Fuck her off this drank but nigga Ian minute maid I'm self made self paid I got my sht straight
Having paper baby I can't not b in yo mix
Wasn't Top

Feelin Us

Ab-Soul

These Days...

2014

Us, they Feeling Us
Are you Feeling Us?

Cause everywhere I go, man I swear they know my name
Make your girlfriend cry when she see me walk by
Cause

(Oh, it wasn't produced by RJ?
Throw the beat away) i know damn
I know damn well you ain't come
In here sipping fake Tris
I be sipping Quagen with

to fuck
And I got crossed by my cousin
So I don't who to trust
But let me ask you
If she wasn't mines to begin with
Should I be pain
And why I'm hurting

the rain 
Stay by myself 'cause I'm feeling that pain
All these emotions they fuck with my brain
I wasn't born to sit out of the game

How the fuck you think

in the hood solidity I built all of my own
Of course I put 2 3 on the sideline
And for the weak please follow me it's a cold shower in the mud

living in a hole.
Give me the rope, pull it back, cut him slack he's getting old.
This cold does nothing for his brittle bones..he's shaking.
Always put

I think back to the day you left
You slammed the door like a can of PBR
Rolled like a rock on your skateboard
Down this very street
It wasn't more

Tell Me

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

The Main Ingredient

1994

Cool, she takes a flick or two

Tell me how you feel
It's time to get down and do this for real

A couple of weeks go by, clocking the boys around

Uh...
First take
See my flow's off the walls like it's manufactured by the Vans
But L.O.V.E.'s the motto I gotta go rep my own brand
It is all about

I step in adjudication I turn to shaggy it wasn't me
Now I'm Back onda Scene the other day I was filling Out Canteen Sheets
But I dare a yute to try

fuckin sus
Like bragging bout landing a sucker punch
Don’t needa chat about such and such
Especially not in no fuckin club
Dammit shorty
Why it always

me cackling
Know it hurt badly
L-M-A-O
Tell me how you get hoed by a lil whiteboy with some acne (Damn)
With my dogs, I'm shaggy (Okay)
I'm getting

We were just kids but double trouble exiled by you folks 
Reconciled through my writing Fighting excited me on the D low 
Probably why it's hard for me

cool 'til it wasn't
Easy does it
I can see your karma coming throwing sticks
And stones
Stones
Stones
Lyft home
I'm finna call a Lyft home for you
By

Just hit me whenever
Cause I still got the midi keys, got the bass in the back, I still got the drums
And it won't be hitting the same if you not gon mix

cool 'til it wasn't
Easy does it
I can see your karma coming throwing sticks
And stones
Stones
Stones
Lyft home
I'm finna call a Lyft home for you
By

it’s hitting, shit
Ride with me and drip with ease we shitting
Bitch i’m trying to make you fucking smile like a dentist
I wanna put you side by side in

My Diamonds On ZubZero
Ballin In Da Mix With Dem Bricks And My Amigo 
My Pinky Wasn’t Dripping Enough I Had To Wet It
Speakers Bangin All In My Trunk I

Squirrels in the microwave oven.
Squirrels on my mind.

Squirrels!
Twisted by design,
Nothing but a rodent of unusual size.
Squirrels!
Mix it with a lime,

Sipping something, with that inhale
Just to get that sting feel
Heart bee wilding in and out the mix
I hope this thing heal!
Half the world owe me

from me is like a dagger
Deadly to the touch
But metal in its scabbard
Yuh

He's a mix of music master
And a fit for flag carrier
Fix you something

him fast
Why he talk like we same level
It’s clear that he reaching
So he getting leveled
Mush the fuck like he a pebble
He messing with boulders by

right
Harve Pierre niggas wasn't sayin' no
(Cokeboy) coke Boy 3
(Shakedown) what it be like
This motherfuckin' round table
(Big baller baby)
Breaking down