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tints
I don't trust em if he trippin on rejection from a bitch
I don't trust a lot
Probably cause some people did me wrong
All that trauma
Start to pile

Our hearts betrayed us, even though we did our best
Was it kids or the bills
Or the lack of thrills
That made us settle for less

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Mobile
I don't know you, hiding from the people, you be careful
Got an AK and pistol, pick you like a skittle
Leave you like a cripple, handgun like

she by my side
Family ties, yeah, this bitch a ride or die, yeah
Told you I ain't playin' no games, up in the A just boarded a plane
Only fuck with

the game up a Cop was killed
If he say my name see how choppa's feel go ground hogg then ya Mamma Spilled
Niggas switchin' roles by the dollar bill let that

You ain't know shit, lil boy
You ain't no pick, lil boy
You ain't hold sticks, lil boy
You ain't a good fit, lil boy
I don't want no VVS
I just want my

Unless the bills have green faces
The politicians won't give a fuck
The systems not broken
It's flawed by design
At least that's what it looks like
From

when you
Never did a thing, oh
Fill the void to avoid all this conflict in
My soul, I don't wanna know what's
Going on down there
It's a very different

chicks stare
They don't wanna see this rub flair
Scared of the truth but dare say I ain't god
I swear your bitch is my new affair
Ask what it do it did
You

Sitting in the bed wit a Choppa and a F&N
Half a bow a runts by me I just lost my best friend
Mo Money mo problem
I treated you nigga like my fucking

on that ice I'm
Balling like a jet
Playin at MetLife
Hollywood status
What you know bout set life
Taking off and going deep
Like Julio and Jetlife
Ya'll

My diamonds look like stars
Got so much cash, got so many cars 
(Hell cat, by the way, let's go)
I'm livin' lavish, you know what I mean
Designer

dancer, fat ass, she a soul snatcher
No kids, even if she did, that shit don't matter
I'm ignorant, I'm fucking around like I don't know better
My money

Damn, that hurt
Oh, oh, oh, yeah Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Don't you see that fire in my eyes
I'll do whatever it takes

To make sure that I'm straight
See my

to faint
Just be encouraged, have a little patience
And You renewing my strength
I know Your word and promise never changes
I'm a keep walking by faith

dirty south hustler don’t give a fuck about a lady       
Ain’t ever did the fronting still screaming out fuck you pay me 
Since a baby.. destined for

Out The Blue (Lyrics by Che Lingo)

Chorus

If I knew what I knew as a youth,
Then it’s true,
I’d be trapped in a cycle of childish pursuit,
Don’t

should get arrested
Take it out bust all on her breasts
Mathew Henson I’m the coldest in the ice
Need my services well you know that it’s a price
Yea I hit

Grown men don't go missing i told you before, I thought you would know by now
Fuck around and wake up dead
That shit cost a couple thou
If he live it

Sometimes 
Trouble on my mind 
I push a T
If that hash oil on fleek 
That’s where I be 
You know me 
That friendly pesty
I could Kill a track twice,

F.T.K.

Ghetto Mafia

On Da Grind

1998

dere, on some love for heat (til what?)
Until I see, whitey R.I.P. (Nowwwww!)
Now I'm red from the murder, left me sticky
(Did you kill em?)  Damn Skippy!

Wicked

Colla Destra

Operation Beatbox

1996

and you know that I'm from, the wicked
crew, act like you knew
Cause I got everybody jumpin to the voodoo, kick it
Wicked, rhymes, picket, signs
While

were chopping
Then I did that track by Loyle Carner
Bout a little island up in bonnie Scotland
I sat on stage, they lost it
Took a walk outside to catch

were chopping
Then I did that track by Loyle Carner
About this little island up in bonnie Scotland
I sat on stage, they lost it
Took a walk outside