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fresh as hell 3 days in the same clothes
I'm str8 out da streets, now my pockets waist deep, we slide wit dem sticks in Durangos
No rap, I get paid by

and breathing stretching and breathing
Woke rappers tryna be woke because it sells
We know that ain't you, by the taste and the smell
Next song you talk about

Go, go, slatt know what I'm sayin', I got
Water by G some ice
Motherfuckin' slime
You know what I'm sayin'
Lil Reek (Hood Baby) hood babies, YSL
1st

Cause I'm so scared to love again
How do I leave you be
And by you, I mean my memories
For someone to love my voice
To having someone to trust
To be their

the trap
Red bitch, fuck her, breakin' her back
Walk around with the sack and a MAC
Don't trust me
Shot your ass through the back (bow)
I gotta flex like

thing she said
Likes brown hair but when she was single she had a thing for reds
Over-analyzing like an infrared
I get instant scared, cuz mine is brown

Busterismology

The Coup

Steal This Double Album

the oven on, it's hundred-ten degrees 

I would despise flippin fries, I guess his bitch-ass 

thought he was the shit, with his little red and gold tie

She needed security, I needed a ride or die So tell me who the bad guy, aye, aye-aye
She disappeared, thought she was by my side If she wasn't, then

끊어진지 오래지 by my 손
plz do not call me
i do not wanna some kind of the fake u know
i just want diamonds yeah i do not fw
i do not cigarette but i smoke

a birthday
Ain't nothing like the first day

Ain't nothing like the first day
You could judge by the blunt
By the terp taste
Know a nigga on a run on my worst

now some place I did it all by myself
You should have known the boy was destined for a minor wealth and by minor I mean I don't make any money off my

Just Clowning

King Tee

Act a Fool

A dope rhyme and you won't find a
Nother MC who can get with this program
Served by no one, I mean no man
You say I'm good, it's the truth, you're not

to write
I use the night to think (All of that said)
Turn the system up, I'm all in the red
Maybe everything is all in my head
All of that said

Three hours

shame by avoiding the faux pas we observe from peers
Peering thru peepholes at people deceiving themselves to escape dread
So the days grow, the sun's

hold up, hold up, wait 
See me on tv, yeah 
Red flags be so alarming 
I chose to ignore it. 

I just took a one way ticket straight to happiness 
Fuck

that they didn't dig
Awards shows we was never invited to sit
Red carpet photo shoots we never got a chance to rip
Ever since I ever been wrote East side

still exists (Yes)
We've been blinded by the bling
The thought of being the king of the ghetto
Lost focus of our dreams and just settled
We got power but

And try to shit on all my rapper dreams
So by now it seems that that woke me up
And I told myself that I won't give up
Stepped focus up and got bold

and then I fleed
You brought a army, I brought me
I brought a floatie, you brought a fleet
Best of seven, its a fuckin' sweep
I win by 20 every time we meet

What's left sticks to insides of lungs
Toffee pudding, or tar
Sorry did I forget your name?
The submarine lights flash red
A can of coke trapped between

close
So present
So happy to be here
So pleased by your terror
The abject shriek in your mind
The perfect silence
As you tried not to wake your parents up

our pride
But sometimes we gotta let it out and cry
I feel like I died inside
With ever passing lie that slid by
We grew apart and now I am red

broke niggas, put Big Za on SportsCenter

Saved by the dope game, come get you a whole thing
Push up in that Maybach, pull off like I got road rage
I

muthafuckin infrared beam and tha muthafuckin red [?]
Got this muthafuckin scope, aiming at you muthafuckin throat.
Goddamn, I got this muthafuckin sniper