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Pray that you don't double cross me or I might throw up these hands
Put family first but fuck blood i still ride for my mans
Living life with a purpose

but really plotting on bands
Cus if a nigga want the beach then I'm gon have to buy the sand
I hope y'all understand that I didn't have another plan
But

the Hatt
Up in the morning, I'm doing the most
Working that 9 to 5, getting real close
Paving the way, I feel like I'm J-Hov
On my last dollar, I'm losing

are the essentials
You a new face Who sent you
Roaches and butts  in the ashtray
By the front door is an AK
The struggle is real this ain't play play

Partnas Confused

Masters of Illusion

Masters of Illusion

2000

Rappers you know me, that keep it real shit is phony
No matter how much you smoke that weed, fuck with dust
I'm in yo' central, you drive fakin in

song
It'd be thick to spend a cent on
Iggy Azalea, real name is Kelly
So maybe you're jelly
That Machine Gun's taking the credit
Your space on radio

100 bands 
All cash 
No credit 
No checks 
I'm a Virgo like him 
What u expect 
Not goin lie yea 
We use bump heads 
But our last 2 convos 
Was so real

On the road shit get sticky tricky
Better have your blicky
Told the nigga Ian hidin' slide
You can come get wit me
Bands all in the tub, ima drown in

Look, it's that real life music, man
Real shit, man
Look, I'ma freestyle this whole bit
It's some real shit

When momma got robbed, I watched her cry

the beef
Word on the streets
Whole lotta heads think I'm sweet
Ought to know by now
Just isn't me
Yuh
Stick in my pocket
Looking back
Wished that I offed it

Extreme

Ed O.G

The Truth Hurts

2000

I'm a show you rap niggas what real talent do
Never shook up, doing with skills not book up
Four-course-meal is what I cook up
Put your notebook up

lil nigga be styling 
Think he the shit that lil nigga be wilding 
He think he blood always saying Whts popping 
His shit ain't real all he doing is

woodley
So many blues you'd think I'm under tookie
A liveboy in my blood ain't no pussy
Right by the store a fein was asking me for cookies
And that's

how fast dub's ass u'll get rid of you no Kahuna straight up Punta I assume bruh you was real guess that's what I get for trying to put niggaa on my

Trapstar, 666, pussy nigga
Rated R for retard the way I get in dumb money
Band so stupid a stack will drop a nigga IQ by seven points
Real

a knife tucked in my jeans for any nigga lookin mean
If there's a problem I don't care where I'll leave blood up on that scene

Yea When I first met Mary

Doubletree over the Ritz
SIke im just playing I'll fuck up the Ritz
I'll give you blood I'm as real as they get
I bust that bitch she was fine n she thick

They seem to got us in their grip and continue to squeeze
Even after when we tell them that we can't breathe
Police be heating up the block

the haters on me
But shouldn't I be the change for us?
If I'm living by this diamond that I wear on my chest
Fighting for what it represents
How could I now

(Huh?)
Baby mama number one and number two (ooh)
Whoever win this fight, that's the one I'm gon' choose (for real)
I'm pourin' up three's, I don't like

myself, huh
Workin' 8 days in a week (Days)
If you run against me, I sweep (Shhh)
What would you rank me, top seed (Whoo)
That's ice cold blood what I bleed

a nigga windmill start to run
Make nigga flip flop called that shit sum side hoes
Every time we did a drive-by we had like five poles
If they called

Juss make sure you ain't on that opp shit, when you link with the empire yea
Cause we coming real deep
When we spinning in the Jeep 
And we let down

to buck the jack get shot in ya back boy 
Pour me up a four and then I move like a fat boy 
They be like getty mob this and getty mob that 
Getty mob toat