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color of an Aztec
Madness approach, real slow at a the snail speed
Sloth, all hail greed
Sinbad, seen all seven seas
By all means, do what you got

Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Feleena was this baby's name.
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
She

go, "Graah-graah", straight body
I'll be damned if I go out like Lotti
You got shot by a dyke and say, "Copy"
Get Back Gang never movin' sloppy
When

Malah kamachi
Philadelphia yeah

Got a letter from the government
Tore it to shreds come and get me
Burn a donut shop down full of FEDS
Wire tap my

(Nightmare, Nah, I'on give no fuck)

Bitch I, bitch I did this shit independent
Like a single mother of three (Aye)
Bitch,  you lyin' if you
Say you

Yeah

I've been wearin' this same outfit
For the last three days
Like, "Bitch, do I look like I care?"
Nah, I never signed a deal
Always independent

bet you could tell by this Rick Owens tactical gear
Yeah, I got remarkable range
Midas put fingers to fangs, and also to mains, so only the molars

cool
Then ain't no one in here as cold as me
Domo Genesis, Hodgy Beats and Mike fucking G
Appropriately fucking beats
MP3's all in my sheets
Busting

nowhere to crash and sleep
Living out of hotels
Abandoned by my family tree
Used to sleep on Jonesy's sofa
With O's of yola
Ups and downs, life's been

see a thug nigga thing
So unconsciously I'm draped in
Drug dealer bling
Drug dealer street can't get his crown now
We got it 4 cheap volume 3, nigga bow

That's good

"But oh, the world, it held me down
It weighed like a concrete prom queen crown"

No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
No one gets

been thriving in this environment
Provided by you to me, it's so beautiful
Explorin' every inch of your body
Down to your cuticle waste your life away

pade, ale věř mi, jsem pořád stejnej (Pořád stejnej), ayy, ayy
Jenom mě chtěj víc kurvy a zmrdi by chtěli bejt friends (Prosim)

Předtim to bylo jinak,

2 Ghetto
intro
Ah grand ma use to make Alcohol and that's how we get our meals
Some times she get beaten by the police and put in jail
Warchild

to get by
From the city, bitch
You blessed to make it out
Play with me, bitch
I'ma show you somethin' (yeah)
Lil Muney, I be thumbin' through this money
My

drink ups at (Rondales?)
When I had that 3-80 with the wrong bells
I was T house living in some strong smells
Them times when I couldn't get
A kiss from

and throws up
Then cleans up the spill

Then she shakes it off and walks back out
"What can I get y'all?" Then she writes that down
Refills the water cups

Furthermore, you're ain't the one left with the kweft up face
But rest up mate, gotta get you out your house by eight
Yo, go bed, bro, you been chatting shit

this year
I'on't see how y'all hate, it's weird
I'on't see how y'all fake, it's weird
New Model X, I hate to steer
Move by my ex, I hate it here (ha)

up
To that place
To your mind
Where my thoughts get caught in time
And my soul’s calmest light
Can sleep soundly through the night

If I drum the beat

I CAN'T GET THROUGH,  SOMEONE HAS PULLED HIS RANK ON ME
AND HE'S SO BIG I CANNOT SEE
AND I'M STANDING STILL WANNA CROSS         THE GW
BIG JAM,  BIG

We won't leave till you realise
These are the reasons why we won't survive on our own
Nobody gets left behind
One, two, three, four

Didn't see

yeah, yeah, yeah
Ski, ski, ski, ski, ski, ski, ski

Cruisin' in the Lamb' truck, I'm smokin' on Runtz
Three-hundred dollar, man, just for the fun

Working days week by week
That will make me wanna drink
Every Fridays I got lit
Should I really needs a queen
Baby mister take a little sip
So Mama