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by myself, but they know I drop some'
These opp niggas only droppin' videos and Kshordy pop-lockin'
Oh shit, I jump out this bitch and watch me score,

by day but it’s feeling like nothing. 

The thoughts in head of you happy and blushing. 

I’d give everything thing just to get back that loving. 

I

and doom
Ordinary flesh consumed

And I saw a man as clear as night and day
Two posts of light repeating motets out of time
And shrieking--oh the sight!
But

my old man plays the trombone
cnd works out at the track

He says that he loves me
Even though its not his baby
He says that he'll raise him up
Like he

stay content with yourself
Cause you need more

And as I turn from myself in the mirror 
Really thought bout it
That the man that Im turning too
I should

Call me K9ine
(Why? Cause)
All my brothers been moving like we bouta fly
K9 on the beat like it’s all by design
She playing she playing then tell her

don’t play by rules,
Glock ain’t got no safety,
F*ck them n*ggas I just spray and shoot,
Streets this ain’t child’s play,
Take your baby to school,
I made

fuckin man
I don’t give a damn
At least never again 
This industry’s damned 
Full of session tramps 
Tryna see what they can land
Scared of the times,

the time he thought about me
Tell him all the time I rhyme about him
Back how they did us in ‘01
Black man convicted looking at a minimum 
Of like 8 years,

tone, she only hitting me up cause her man left her alone,
She want this dog to throw a bone, the dog ain’t home, he ran off to get his mind right/

Be my Summer time baby
Know you got options
But please don’t be hasty
Girl you look better wit me 
And together we be incredible to just see 
Perfect

I Been lacking attention 
So focused 
On what’s important 
Fulling needs 
Before a want 
They said go with flow 
Live day by day 
But I can’t I need

a couple months later my car caught  on fire 

I copped a new whip finally got what I desired 

Then the next job working for this man named Lucas 

He a coo

matter, on a mission, baby, listen
I put myself in position, man
It's a family tradition
My pops blood in every vein I got
So two things I can never
Do is

There are some things you cannot unsee
Mass prison
Man, listen 
This is Caste division 
In the inimitable words of Ms. Wilkerson
If not for you, read it

you
Gonna stand by your people

It seems like the streets keep calling me
I'm just a fiend for my hood
Crooked police keep they eyes on me
But I won't

with me,
Uh, I feel my skin crawling crazy,
Withdrawals sorta like a crack baby,
On every corner asking for my lady,
Have you seen her? Like that old

and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this

out to get to know you a little closer 

(ASA)

Kit it , Kat it,
Baby
Come on,
Temme
How you,
Turn a racket,

When you walk it down the street,
Temme

that owed her 
He was guilty by attachment 
He was a heart felt type nigga keep u laughin
But the nigguz that he trusted had more passion in the cash

the need to scream and shout it And most Catholics I know never even talk about it
I was baptised as a baby, had Communion, been Confirmed Each saint

Baby this love, I'll never let it die
Can't be touched by no one, I'd like to see him try
I'm a mad man for your touch
Girl, I've lost control

fourth born Baby away
They turn her sunny blue skies into Grey
I had had my hands up
but they shot me anyway
And that ain't cap man
That's just what they

I go by the name
Giddyup
Beyond the music
Boy
She said she likes me
Shawty she likes me yeah
I know she wants me
I know she wants me yeah
The banny