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tryna make me smile, say she like it when I grin
"Nardo, let me in your heart," not by the hair that's on my chin
Don't make promises I can't keep, no,

Full Cooperation

Def Squad

El Niño

1998

like a du-rag and some grease
You must be crazy tryna play me
I been dedicated since King Tut the third, baby
Lyrical chemist, rhyme menace, diminish

Seen this all before, it's a rerun
I'm in love with myself, I don't need love
Hit the East plug, re-up, and now we up
I'ma grab her by the hand, baby

I said I'm off too many drugs I need it dark. I turn up till I pass out then I do this shit tmm, I said yo if u fuckin wit me meet me by the bar. U

my life on the million-dollar bet
Catch me off guard because you're too weak
To admit that you're off guard
You wanna calculate problems, add more

Smoking gas got her tweaking
Eating ass like Kevin Gates
Selling souls like Lil Wayne
It's fucked up by the game play

But we gone make it anyway
Top dog

twist 'em like pasta
Left him leaking they ringing 'em out like a towel
Uh, Uh
Fuck my teachers I never learned shit in school
I was raised by the streets

status
King Shiesty, slimy lil' dude (Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)

Losin' relations with my family, it's been six months

the crooked booty (A little louder why'all)

I ain't got no paper
I can't wipe my ass
But give me one lil' dollar
I'll show you how to make it last
I

yo weight up (get yo weight up)
Yeah
Aint nobody gon wait up (nobody gon wait up)
Na
Aint nobody gon have ya back
Baby you gotta have ya own
My mama

millions
Here they murder dreamers 
c deadly combination of leaches
Legacy of lighting niggas up
I capture souls like claddin
Living out my best wishes
B-Boy

walk
And then she hit that hair flip
I mesmerize by them thighs
And them lips i could kiss
We can dip or take a trip and have her flossin in the dip
Type

She know how to rock it
Bitches getting rotten
So they try to mock it
I just know I’m stuck like
The lint that’s in her pocket
Million dollar swag
Got

to call it
Balling like a nigga that can't shoot with a million dollars
Yelling on the top of a building like I'm the problem
Waiting for a crazy white

staring I bet she feigning she want this dick
Lil baby she love tomorrows waking her up I'm putting right on her lip (Uh huh)
Bed head crazy I'm loving

that's another dead feline
I told lil baby we gone need some space we gone be fine
Concrete baby I was raise by the street sign
Nigga if you really was ya

no Jordan

I married Kings and Rick Owens, I used to do the truckin
I used to get some dollars out of bitch, she said I ain't shit
When in Dutch, I put

cold lil bitch
I might freeze you

I'm Kicking shit like it's soccer
In her organs rearranging  like doctors
Act like a baby she want me to rock her

GoHard

Lil dawg all bite fuck a bark
Came outta nowhere no lone star
Big parts big guns but it ain't no heart
Wanna make me take it that far
Price

Verse 1

Safe to say I had a dollar and dream
In God we trust
But that was just enough to get on the struggle bus
And that didn’t seem fare 
Yeah

million dollar homes
How bout you go and feed the poor, not killing a brother, start a war
You caught your opp, you say you smoking, and you think you want

Bubblin like a soda pop
Mama cryin, babies dying victim of these circumstances
We just chalk it up to the game, we never heard of chances
System never made

come from nothing, become something 
Then forget about the people that you once knew
It all started with a dollar and a dream
Now it's more than what it

grinding as a kid
This go beyond the music listen this is who I is
I'm breaking down these breaks until I brake into the biz
Baby listen Imma be listed next