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Cautious (Intro)
Written By B-fresh 
Produced By Donald XL Robertson
 
Intro
 I was trying to get right, doing everything wrong 
Nobody gave a  shit

'll admit I'm no singer
But when I am the showstopper
Headliner, pantie dropper
Bro I recks the flow

Like Spitta said
Audio dope
They outside for moe
Like we

I want that view by the sea
Follow me we can take a walk
Air Bnb what's the fee?
Oh no this my spot
If I gotta leave
Got that Tesla in the Parking

Never Recover

Drake

Drip Harder

2018

Now I see a million, I don't get excited
I might just YSL my shit, the Thugger way
Ain't no real sense in me goin' the other way
Cannot be seen in

ya ain’t got 



I feel like I just got dunked on

Dancing to a slow song with the lights on 

Driving at night traffic with my brights on 

She’s

computer screen
Eighty-inch TV screen, I never seen
So many ways to look away from the world
These screens raisin' ya sons, babysittin' your girls
So

Once again, this is The Crossover
It’s your boy Ayye Moe
I appreciate y’all for listening to the tape
If you got here, y’all heard the whole thing

by my side
And you got a brand new vibe
I gotta brand new ride
Whenever you come inside, we go your way

You just wanna get by, get by (ándale)

to the wise, all is mine, live nd on the replay
Prime Time, imma shine, never acting my age
I give it all, one moe time, light of mine
I did a crime, but I don't

Yeah
Come get this pack
My niggas spray that hoe while we in traffic
I'm poppin' I keep thinkin' bout that static

I can't say my feelings
She seen

Playing In Traffic

Broadside

Old Bones

2015

I’m not bitter on the friends that I’ve lost,
just a little confused
by the time it cost.
For you to show your face,
what a disgusting waste.
But are

gaat nu kwijt shorty
Ik ben nog down voor jouw
Ik ben nog down voor jouw
I take it slow, zeg ik altijd op momenten dat jij me steeds push in die flow
Oh

so I chase
Her with them blacks and then I flow
Ooh, my high just
Almost blowed, eenie miny moe 
I just caught her by her toe
My trues low my

Rappers' Ball

E-40

Gangsta Hip Hop, Vol. 5

1997

the way you players ball
Claimin that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false

I put my mack hand down ain't never been asound
I was havin

you see magic
Riding around my side through traffic
Touch money make it do backflips
Your ninja ain't nothing like this he need practice
Baby I'll make

Yeh I'm on the way
Swerving through traffic
Ignoring the lanes lil bish I'll be there today
She said I'm cocky I roger then copy
Cause I never hear

The way heads turn when we're in traffic
		With you there in that seat looking so fine by me
		When we're together, even I look better
		With you hanging

on the gas, I don't got time to tuck sleep no kid
Yeah they talk plenty of trash in traffic, way home from that pizza gig
Speaking to Jesus, meet your maker,

The traffic light
Waits for you to tell me the tale of a shattered life, tonight
And I just passed by when you have had the chance to fight
Or would

and forth
Ain't got no time to be sitting in traffic
So I need to go bay to bay on a boat
Reclining the seats and we dine in the sheets
And we going again

by the distribution
What’s yo location?
Ugh ye what’s yo location? Where you at? Oh yea huh
I love it when the flowers come in iced out
I’m so addicted

On a cocaine cowboy (cowboy)
On a cocaine cowboy (cowboy)

[Verse 1: Akon]
Some stone cold killers
With a pocket full of triggers
Here to terrorize your town boy

one speakin' on my name? Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Ayy, ayy, catch a rat up by his toe
Ain't no tiger, but he still a cat, just read between the flow
I

to fly-fly-fly-fly, from dirty boulevard

I want to fly away
I want to fly
Fly, fly away
I want to fly
Fly-fly away (Fly a-)
fly-fly-fly (-way, ooohhh...)