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thuggin'
That's influenced by the streets
Never love nobody but my heat
East side brothers don't hear me though
They'd rather get shit twisted and gossip

users-allure

I feel smothered by this music industry
I need a breather
Guess who’s back selling that shake
Like seizure?
I was on hiatus, I ain’t stop stunting

to collect, I stay with the bitch, I count and finesse
Hoe name Vanessa, she real deal pressure, she came by a blessing
You surrounded by yes men, I'm never

to contact you know that I ain't callin' (Back)
Drive like a maniac, figuratively, literally
Deliverin' literature lyricism intimacy
My little brother

pain with anyone else who can relate
We don’t have to be brothers or cousins, whatever the case
Living in this jungle with them snakes, you’ve gotta be

Ever since you left i’ve been lying by myself
Crying only on the inside for my health
Ive been drawing Self-Portraits i’m liable to melt
Im fine what

all in my bed
And that twat Leaks no Nee Nee
She say I do too much
I don't give a fuck, I flex off GP
I'm tryna get paid by the minute
I can't live how

destroy sheep crowds whole
I wont be warned by clown morts
Death's tried before without hope
Ten times he's tried to send his best guys to test my strength

of devotion
I live and die by the sword
You live your life inside a home until you die alone just hiding behind a keyboard
I'm a psychopath on a psycho path

hearts been broken I don’t need it anymore
I pop a perky for my bro’s the ones that passed away
I’m tryna make it out the hood I’m grinding day by day
I’m

To stretch out all my cash from Japan down to the motherland
Undercover Brother, make it clap like it’s thunder
Cause I’m black, stacking bundles is

mother
You gotta, give to the homeless even when it's your brother
Through the, circumstances gotta know what you're worth
Tell em' you good even when you

I'm a Winans Too

Winans Phase 2

We Got Next

1999

Taking it to another level

Devil what's up? Is this a joke or what?
Steady hoping you can crack open the Coconut
You can't see us, we're covered by

about the truth, in this booth
This real talk (They know)
Lost my brother, I was nine years old
Always taught not to never fold (Never fold)
Fuck what’s

Gott Sein '04

Megaherz

5

to God the almighty
And to all brothers and sisters
That I have refrained from good
And have done evil
I have sinned in 
Thoughts, words, and deeds

Yeah
It's CeeJay nigga
Alright
Hit Squad Assassins man
SoCalled Studio
She my lowkey Lola, I'm her undercover brother
It gets Wild Magnolia, we don't

way inside
Shit, excellent perfection is how they describe
The way I write, brother look at how I'm taking flight
I'm just tryna do me that's the state

parties all that my brother ain't never told on me
Man high school used to be them cracking ass days
Niggas know about the house in Monterey Pines mayne

and you and where's my tooth
There ain't no fairies
Look
I ain't gone lie to you
The world is heavy
But judging by how you know that
It's giving that you

The shooters they call it Tyreke
X marks the spot where I'm going to the top
Getting there by any means
If the crew ain't right then the ship sink
I'm

her hands together, got on her knees
She had nightmare
She said baby don't leave
But honestly
I'm motivated by all of the jealousy
We come from the same

North side, east side, west side
Ahuh, ahuh, huh
South side
Aye, come in my ride, come by
Ahuh, ahuh, huh
North side, east side, west side, aye
Yeah,

them off us
Fuck a drive-by, bitch, we walk up
Shells touched him, got him balled up
This my brother, go dig your dawg up
Don't get one nigga, we want

Fantasy

Trip Lee

The Good Life

2011

all the brothers droolin' over
But you should know your beauty will be movin' over
When He cracks the sky like a supernova, to expose us
I ain't