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In the night I gotta fight these Demons to survive 

Baby hold now 
U know my soul it be ghost town 
I'm in the city with lowlife's mama no proud 
But

Braking yo back 
Or I'm breaking yo spine 
Baby girl why are you so dang fine 
Checking the time 
We drinking wine 
My Lil angel she so divine 

Now

First you got the single, then you got the double, 
Then you got the triple, baby, we've been on a ripple
Now we hit more home runs than in '98 in

game
Sad you won't meet my baby
Man the thought drives me crazy
Keep my mind sharp and steady
Dark clouds this
Shit weighing heavy
On my mind
Trying stay

her your "baby" but still checking for me
Does she know that I'm the one you think about all week? (all week)

Tell me how it feels to know you lost

shot, man I'm taking MVP I'ma get my hands dirty till I see fields of green
So don't hit my line cause I'ma let that shit ring

Lil baby tryna rep me, it

call you our baby
then your old news before lunch
you need your core loved the roads long n the wars tough
lets face it we were born fucked 
prodigy

tired of fucking with the scrubs
Even though you with yo man
he still gone come give me a hug 
And he gone make u fix yo face 
when you look at me trying

times do I have to keep on feeling this way?

This way, this way 
Go away, go away
Not today no, not today 
Oh what the hell man here it comes anyway

to post wit a slick caption
This ain't diss track, nah I'm just pointing out the distractions

I really might quit rappin
Independent, man, I still ain't

devilish eyes
Took me by the hand to my surprise
See the back seat woman looking real mean
Didn't know she was a death machine

Believe it or not it all

It's Cosfinger, baby
Elvis
Look
Im 4 AM when niggas get grimy and niggas get rich and die  trying

All of my life I been fightin'
Bitch in my body,

to me lil fella
Reach for my ice leave him cold like December
We are not the same I reach my goals by January
You copy my swag you is a canary
I bet that

if my dollars in a rubber band
I provide as a man

They say I'm a problem
But I know I'm the answer
All the problems can't all solve em
Treated like

feel like dirty Dan
I gotta dirty hand
I know I surely can
Get rich by Robbin man


I gotta keep it tough
I feel it's not enough
and for when life gets

Is this what they call “dressed to kill”
I feel ill from the rushed bumpy car ride
Almost spilled my first drink when I walked by
Riding with my

heart broke by a few hoes
Its cool bro cause I still got a heart full of gold
Can't nobody break me or push me off my throne 
Imma stunner, imma knockout

her now she saying she aint important 
- The last nigga played wit the Klan he got extorted 
- She tried to have a baby by ThaDon it got aborted 
- This

shit Tried to line me but I peeped the blitz, Walk down on feet and shit, Hit his top now he deceased and shit
(Gooo And he got Hit)
Call up Baby 7, he

for the next man

Run them down, nigga, they with real
Nigga be sittin' in three, don't be meanin' that shit
He get out the pill
All the percs ain't

comfortable with death, like I was sittin' on a bean bag
Remain a gentleman, but a nigga keep it active

Remember you a man before them foreigns and on fabrics

keep climbing,
You didn’t see my boy in the bin and how he’s shining,
Forget all that baby talk, the nursery rhyming
You got no chat for man, like your

Look bitch don't play me
I would've went crazy in the eighties
Rock rappers right down to fucking sleep
They're my sons they're my babies
My produce

jale mera dope mind
Yeh saare bole mera dope mind
These fucking bitches know ive dope mind
And I’m the beadt I’ve dope mind

They call me fast baby like