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to the money, but I might cheat on her with Mary Jane
Ain't up in church, I'm in the booth on Sunday sorry God, I'm lit
I can't sell my soul to get a check, no,

Délicat, comme choisir entre 2pac et biggie
J'avais la coupe de methode man dans le clip avec mary j
On emballait les bouches sur du r.Kelly
Et on se

from deep inside 
When you do not give a fuck and leave negative behind

I'm living life 
I been living I been living for me 
I got a future so bright 
I

you god while inside
We are not the same
You Plain Jane
I'm Mary with that last name
My spirit gets her high
She's not coming back down again

I'm not

all your love Always want you by my hip like I keep a Glock
Baby, you my Mary Jane, I'm your Peter Parker Tell me what turn you on and turn you off

tellin on they dawgs
Getting niggas jammed
Hail mary with the choppa
Make him do a deep run
Im from the hood nigga
We treat guns like capri suns
Ill give

and mary j / 
Moments i couldnt fathom this / thoughts couldn't gather em /
Obstacles breaking em / 
Records that im shattering / 
Its a lonely road,
Just

Impossible, my free soul's incompatible
with society, I'm a menace to it
In fact I'm floatin' like Venice through it
You'd never tell what my head influenced by

Of Aroma, Israelites Soldier Money Hound. Pull Robberies With The Halloween Mask, Now I'm Blazing. Look In Deep Inside My Tighten Eye's, Abusing Weed Laced Up

older and i can understand why
deep inside i have this light wont stop to fight
won’t see me ever sell my soul to the devil
yeah you heard me right
listen

Run
Get the fuck-
Never stoppin ever since I’m in the race
Speak facts, can’t afford a cheaper talk
I’m reaching for the highest, deep inside

""Centuries of horror torment and pain Chained by his dogmas still praying in vain The fear of god engraved deep in their hearts The preachers

From J.A. to the U.K. Not one thing but the climate change
Frustrated by bills, caa mi cyaa thief Light inna England, no, everything haffi pay
Some

good that shit was lies dog (Shit was lies dog)
Cause I used to keep all this hurt inside (All this hurt inside aye uh)
What you doing with yo life?

I love that super soaker on her
It goes crazy by the touch
When it comes out from the trigger it releases bout a bunch
Love that super soaker on her

Back in high school
Always kinda knew
I was by myself nobody saw what a player do
Hence why I was a loner, fucking with a few
Was amused by the fools who

at home you tryna rob
When you got inside you got sodomized by a lotta guys
Girls pile up in Young Zee room
I fucked the wives of about twenty grooms

fours inside a soda, still can't go to sleep
Hit the club, we twenty deep
Not twenty guys, but twenty heaters
Niggas clown, they funny people, I swear

I had to take a deep ass hit for this one, y'all
I hope y'all ready for the remix remix on some homegrown bad boy shit
Let's go
Let's get it
Run that

Eat or don't get fed
She couldn't handle me all by herself, it's two hoes in the bed
I'm in love with choppa, guns and funds, that shit live in my head

bring hate between us
But deep inside I know they fear us
Cause us we belong to Jesus
And did you hear that
Our friends are going through breakups
But we

thought
There's nothing that you cannot do
Sometimes that lock in your mind is
Buried deep down in the dirt
Buried by burdens that hurt
But your heart is

or you might get hemmed up

Heading straight for the alley way
While the party happening that a way
Outside, four homies blazing on some Mary J
Mind going

I said if I really wanted, I could take over a stadium
Stay inside your brain for years heated like uranim
I'm crazy all over the place
Kinda like