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inspiration we ain’t built like that
Just be careful by a bullet they get kilt like that
You ain’t never gonna see the day you’re 21
Cause your whole life is

I'm in my own lane
Work so hard gotta maintain
Yea I'm too dope no cocaine
Only state facts my proclaim
Good vibes run through my brain
Changing

Leaning on the glass
Waiting for a gin
You didn't see me walking in
No, but I saw you there
Laughing in her way
Killing hopes built in my brain

the pants sag
1s on the feet yeah your fit look like torn rags
I be spoiling all the hoes said she wants the Louis bag
50 by 50 countin up all that new cash

a youngn they was lying to me
On the sauce
Brain fog when I'm hitting the green
Wanna spit with the team that's the thing you a novice lil bitch to me

about twelve feet tall

With a green scaly body, forty teeth and all
A name tag on his uniform that says Tim the T-Rex
So one day a customer hands him

days
But back then, we made them behave 
By putting G's on their head like Green Bay
Somebody take them out, no delay
Stay sharp and the game ain't no

won't fade away
But I'd give anything
For just one more day with you

Blizzard is freezing up the doorway
It takes, and it aches, in my brain
It's

Let's Ride

Eightball & MJG

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

what the fuck don't nobody play 
From Memphis to the Bay niggas diein' all day 
Over yea shipped with coke and candy cut up into bricks 
Bitches that

things through a different lense

Who could know what life would bring
So I'm trying to keep it the same
And always take it day by day

One small step

The grass was never green
That's why I turned a fiend
Blocking out emotions, so people by My side
I can't lose another one, I can't have Another cry
Gotta

the same
Dead black bodies in the streets blown brain
We criminals 
In fact we dealers in tennis shoes
Mothers' tears keep the grass green on the grave
Put

of the month
Running this shit I won't jog
She gave me brain
She gave me all that knowledge
She's a ten
Run the game  I feel like I'm Usain
If you is a fish you

proclaimed is weak 
I observe the week & see my days are neat 
Monthly calls to check balance sheets 
We all get old, death is right to wink 
Keep on smiling,

The bitches are bad, the city on map
The crib got a pool in the back
Nigga what more could you ask
Your wildest dreams, the money is green, the fazos

cells are gone 
Fried like a potato takin sips and blowin Os 
Got the watermelon zkittles and the woods 6 rolled 
Passed out by the 2nd chop my brain

Ballin' hard, yeah, I got it myself
Loads comin' in, I need me a shelf
All these racks in my pocket, I need me a belt

Gettin' racks by myself, don't

just get mad,
EURGH
Living off gyal everyday
Cash for da 3.5 in her handbag,
EURGH
Essem gave u ur very zoot
Now ur brains moving like dad
EURGH
Deepen

to cold 
Make ya brain freeze 
So much green 
Im gang green 
Chaos running in the streets
I Power puff
But Let the phone ring 
Butter cup tough 
On my own

born in 96
He would grow up as an lunatic that couldn't be fixed
His brain would throw a fit when it didn't want to be bothered
He grew up all alone

Yea yea yea
Yo
Morning everybody
Welcome to the day
No need to be afraid
You should feel great
Looking the devil right in the face
Put me in my happy

Winter in the midwest is brutal
Overcast skies and bare trees
Every day is like a funeral
Church bells ring out ominous tones
Carried on the harsh

Surviving all fours seasons oh
Its a blessing
Seeing another day day ah
Its majestic
Everything going the right way oh
Must be testing
Not giving me to much i

a nigga brain while you entertain trivial things
Material things, protected by the underground kings
Who rule the land with an iron fist
The Men in