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heights
I think I need to live more life
I hear they loving what I write
Act like I pay no mind
I'm sure by now you understand
I do this to unwind
Mind

a nigga for sure
And I'll
Drop a nigga like a hoe at the door
Uhhh killing all your boys
The score set 0 to the 4
I wonder if it's worth your life and all

losing track
Think you can take this? Prove it to the devil when he's back
I woke up in the morning, on October 31st
4 AM, and I'm feeling like a fat bag

goals
You rentin' out a casa
I cop Picasos
Shoes by Tom, suede wit pecan soles
I ain't talkin bout the Toms, boy I'm talkin Tom Ford
And You went

the lights on me
I-I-I switch my flow every time they still bitin' me
I keep a Glock so don't worry bout fightin' me
Fuck wit me boy you will fight for your

ya little boy strong
You gave me the power to move on
Sacred Osun
I praise your womb
You gave me the tools
For me to do what I got to do
I can never

Imma king, call me Chris Webber
I ain't even know the bitch, my album cover on her header
I drive my car down the road, ya boy a bike peddler
Even tho my

My God makaveli
Heyo Tiffy boy
Maybe I will take four pills
She wanna be my wife
But on the wedding day
Drug is the bride
I can tell with the look in

bape uh ah
Son I go craze wait what
Fuck all my shame yeah ok

I got my shit straight
Stomp on that boy
Rob his money cause he really afraid

Run up

I'm still going in you know it's Still No Excuses...
Still ain't no excuses

4 AM by myself in the car smoking
On Google tryna see if it's a bar open

je dromen uit
Bro het is best dope
Dus blijf ik schrijven en
Pennen 4 days
Krijg veel love deze dagen
En ze zeggen me steeds
Bro wanneer dropt die tune

too much of that
One Hunnit K G H B
Khalaezzy Game Hot Boy Nigga
Always going somewhere never Going no where you feel me
On the grind twenty four
One

Times in vegas i feel like im stunna
You fail in real life and the streets boy i swear you a flunky

Bullets with angels i swear you get heaven sent
You

or kick back by the beach
I'm in a race for your loving and i ain't stopping for nothing
This ain't lust, you got the boy straight up crushing
Got my eyes

to the bank
They hungry while I figure
The next play of the show
Put rappers in the “Chicken Wing” and of course the “Figure 4”
Let these Niggas know
That I

Hey, this is Taylor from FWDthinkers
It's ya boy Keem DelaKreme
This is Isaiah and you're listening to Hurting by Jay Browne
On 1(800)813-4vr Deluxe

living life, don't need nothing more
Spend some time chilling with some good company
I'm so glad I got my homies to stay up with me 

Room looking hazy,

but God gave me a chance 
One day i hope i can get me a benz x4

I told my muva dont worry bout nothing i got you i swear on My life it been bumpy 
Wake

or two
But to me ain't nobody done it
Better than you, ha
We're living life and we got weight upon our shoulders
When you walk in
I'm lucky
You're my four

living well real healthy
I'm doing real good with this hand life dealt me

We all got demons that we holding in a shadowbox
But Time passes by they eroding

going back put it on the 2 you can catch me
In the hood, gov lane dude don't play by the rules 
Switch up the flow I'm taking all the dues I do 
What it

and made it bright
What's all the hype
I'm thirty four my pops died thirty five
And I don't know why
But this wasn't supposed to be my freaking life
Do what

Them southern boys
Presents
Mylisha
Mylisha
It’s been a while since you were around
Mylisha
Would it be cool if I H-Y-U
Mylisha
My heart sank when

ain't get that shit had to say it two times
You feel big when you famous thats finna be life
Eata Eata Eata Eata 
Shawty wanna be a eata freaka on me ya