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happy for 2 or 3.
Got my whole team with me, we've been at it all week.
We done made it through the fog, we're finally gon' see...now what it's gon' be
2:30 baby, won't you meet me by the bean
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy city, she blowin'
none to sever
Try to make a perfect life
Won't suffice
Hypnotized by the lies That they live by
And I see past
But I want that
What they all have
My mind spinning in circles right on this Ferris wheel
I'm trynna know my intentions on how I really feel
My passes keep on repeating like it's
make Silkk's
mind tick, my mind click, at the sight of blood (why's that)
cause ain't no love up in this bitch
see niggas be trippin, I cooks
Then he found God, then he bounced
Then he found a new chick
Two kids, wide hips
Found something in her we didn't see
Found this spot in Pasadena
Now I gotta cut faces cuz they hatin me
[9th Prince]
Eh yo.. this is solitary
I heard Big Ben be takin *nigga's* commisary
Ya not worry, keep ya mind
Key of Solomon, um
Evil see him as a vehicle to commandeer
2 fixed pupils
All he say is "Ian's not here"
Pitch it down a octave
I'm a take this
For in an instant, I would be slain
By one of the wicked metallic beings
But, I guess it's a chance I have to take
The state of the world I cannot
(feat. Phats Bossalini)
[Gonzoe]
Que sera, sera! (haha!)
C'est La Vie!
Have a toast on me.
Yeah! State to state, we do it like this.
Live
goin' out sad, emotions was played with
Ain't doin' too bad, I'm back to the basics
Sink in the spot, see through the layers
Like what's on my mind, them
time you see me think about what it would be if I ain't do nothing
Damn right, I'm stunting, damn right, I'm styling
Just got a girl chauffeur and we
time you see me think about what it would be if I ain't do nothing
Damn right, I'm stunting, damn right, I'm styling
Just got a girl chauffeur and we
watching, niggas watching, bitches watching me too
See I'm on lean, on loud, and I got my own lane
You need to mind your own business, it's 2 Chainz
time you see me think about what it would be if I ain't do nothing
Damn right, I'm stunting, damn right, I'm styling
Just got a girl chauffeur and we
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
the murder in
Her mind
Stay there to pass time
It's fine, it's fine
The seizing of a moment is
Defined by the way life
Passes you by
Oh hell, what a way to do
One for depression and sadness
Two for the anger and spite
Three for those of us developing habits
For anxiety singing us asleep at night
One for
Came back runnin from a different place
Brody said they need a hitter came from outta state
Boy I'm new to the jungle from a lions cage
They been
all take, but most niggas ain't built for it yeah so flake....facts,
I do my dirt by my lonely it's the ones got hella of bodies that be snitching
and the hate
And the drugs and Kuwait
And the bodies laid in state
By the food that we ate
By the guns that we shoot at one another one and done
By the bright
Prime
Most of these niggas be popping these pills
Don't know what they talking
They out of they mind
They sipping that lean and popping them
Percys
like a black Selena with an ass like Trina wooohh
Were smoking T.H.C on P.C.H
Still out with the top down G.T.A
You my ride or die B.I.T.C.H
I'm a always
the right things
Can I get some, Oh
[Verse 2: Marty Grimes]
Are you who you wanna be?
Or what people wanna see
Is that real underneath?
Mess around bring
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