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Killer instinct, R.I.P. 'em
Gotta think like that 'cause forever I be needin' 'em
Plan flawless, mistakes never repeatin' 'em
Some love, some

they notice I'm falling 
Ohh I'm all in
Whatever you call this
I'm all in

Why all of my ex's keep calling
They See way that we balling
Vvs Diamond she

You think you own whatever land you land on
The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has

Yo Autobon
What day is this
Yo, August 26th
OK Day

Today I'm feelin' OK
Today I'm feelin' OK
Ask me tomorrow... 

Man...
I just don't like it
Why is

story you may think is a joke
All I need in my country is money and smoke
(Bitch)
Who do you think you are playing with
Real life I want it all cash

brothers win
And them getting paid
But sometimes I don't think
They want that for me
I'm finna have a billion hits
By the time I'm turning fucken 40
Don't

keep going
They look like they mad at me
It's whatever
Pass the rock
Know I'm coming in clutch
Middle finger
I don't give a fuck
Think we the same
I

won't ever lose focus
What ya call a work ethic is what I call bogus
That's why I'm putting rappers on notice
It's the same as an in store bitch swearing

think I know now what they mean by coming home
Those days that were lonely and grey
Fade away and coming through
I see your faces with beautiful traits

spiritual tact
I hear kids of every age who think they’re spittin some facts
When in fact the things they say ‘bout the Savior is whack 



Don’t really know

your regrets
Don't know what you are, I'm still tryna
Reach in
cnd whatever the cost, you won't stop at switching


Never mind the bells they're ringing

On Baghdad"
Cause Tash rap melodical, drunk periodical
Niggas think they hot but I'm seein' they ain't got it though
I'm from L.A. you from Idaho, no skills

and make some dough
What you got, are only ideals, reality is cruel
I've, studied the market, made classics, blow up should be automatic
Albums illmatic,

through then it'll make ya
I take risks and shake the scale on the Richter
They say you only live once but I beg to differ
Everyday that flies by bars only

you put me through

Why don't you go ahead and 
Say it, spit it out 
Say that I was just a phase 
And you're over it now 
Why am I let down by myself

you just go hate?

To just go hate at the disco
It's a least okay with the risk though)

All that nerve is OD
You would think he's OG
I just think they

my enemies they must be buried by the kid
Ready to go to war for whatever that I did
If it gets on top then I will pop off on the lid
Yeah chillin in

sing about that, that’d be fine by me"
In the old days they’d call that a duet I think
Grabbed a bottle of Mineragua
And from my nightstand an orange

I'm not grateful for what I've already got 
Lord, teach me your ways 
Help me be controlling of whatever situation comes in my way 
And when they

found
Somebody who'll stay by my side
Always seems to happen that they
Always think it's "do or die"

I don't know why, why, why
(No, girl I don't know

the class clown
View upwards
View upwards
View upwards
We're coming down

My vibration is high and i think i know why
You try to hate me
You try to debate me

I swear I'm bout to kill it dog
Only spit a couple bars and she can feel it in her drawers
When the album drop they'll say Chamillionaire's official

wonder why
You say whatever
But you know the worst is gonna happen
You think you're clever
Now we are under pressure
Under pressure
The waves used to roar

'm fucking up the game you'd think my name was Raypitt
I'm never going back to my old ways, I'm upgrading
The only tracks you hear from me are ones that I