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the heat
Now that I'm taking world tours, wishing you'd never had fucked with me
Blood red, you're wasting the time while they're missing, you better go find

a nap
Seen her in my dreams, she said come on back
Into reality, cuzniggas catching fatalities
Aint no time to sleep or beat around the bush
By any

She tryna cuff like love a fucking crime
I aint a plumber but i bet i lay the pipe
Flame my city but my heart as cold as ice
Im cooking up like a pot

to the jungle welcome to the jungle
Winner

Ayo boy you look handsome
I'm a woman that's a certified champion
Ya ex go be looking for a stamping
She ain't a rider

Till the Day I Drop

Trae

Same Thing Different Day

2004

he only knew I'm riding down, for my boy
I ain't got too many friends, so I'm riding by myself
Your own kin'll try to do you, when on a mission for

know her
You feeling her fingers you missing ya baby
Remember that shit that she said it was shady
Remember the pain deep inside
They left you alone just

Deep in the war-zone, where the trail and they heart's cold
Keep the banger on short-hand, surrounded by poor souls
They'll tear you apart though

easy, you know that I'm
Ready to ride, bro Just hand me the keys, I promise we'll shake
Up the scene Right when we arrive, though? It's by any means
We

stopping that shit
Ahh
I just got a mili
I walked in the cut
Like lil scotty did philly
Riah do you fuck with me ?
I do not really
I will not be missing you

The Weekend

Byron Bank

The Withdrawal

we still dancing ain't missing a beat
So go shorty, it's your birthday
You just happy that tomorrow ain't a work day
And you can blame

got let you go
Organic, what's up, you in there
Yea, now get me out of here, whoa
What happened to you? What happened to me?
I got lost and found by

she missing
Can give you the game
But can’t dictate the vision
Man the nerve of you niggas
Do whatever for dollas
Exposing the woman
We Back

heart it’s full of pain and my mistakes
But if loving you is wrong then you can hang me by the stake
You know i am not a baker but i’m still gon get this

but Boulder, Colorado's where Ma raised the kid
Not by choice, she lost her voice cause pops was on a power trip
How is it, I could stay so friendly

had been missing
That sentimental rush
Oh love I aint
Trying to restart a fire
Just feel a little warmth for a while
Oh

Then I saw your face framed
By

Nefisa

Earthling

100% Acid Jazz, Vol. 2

in the year seven-ten
By nineteensixty-nine I had written more

If you're feeling insecure,
Cause you're living in a storm
If you find them, you can

I am the one who just
Aint ready for love babe
You just dont know
Im in love with them drugs bae
So tell me can you
Stick around for a moment
Or is

through with her
Bastard's
What she calls me but I'm a musical master
A rapper
Screw you hoes
I'm adapting
The shit I take from y'all into a suitable

can’t believe it
I say why can’t we just be friends
And then delete it 

Off the grid
I feel stressed
I feel broken
U got me missing him
U ain’t no Token

unless yo name is glock
You wanna fuck wit me
Cause I got tattoos on my body
She gotta tattoo but bih is it real
Ouu
She gotta tattoo but it isn't real
Ouu

hand some paper to my partner let him fold ya (racks)
Cut her off cause she ain't listen what I told her (foe)
He a hoe this choppa hit him in his vulva

soon
I'm worried for real
I handle to much, never fold when it get real
That lavish life is something that I strive for
This ain't your passion if you

on Whitney
Most niggaz ain't listening
I'm bristly, grizzly
When I'm trapping
Wish you would when I'm branching
Swim in pussy no catfish
(No catfishin)
This

Burry the phone in your face
But don’t be amazed
By the looks she gave
You in the end
So, what now
You’re rich
But have no friends
Guess live is a bitch