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give a fuck
The only time I work out is when I lift the H
Have my bullets come in sets, 2, 4, 6, and 8s
10, 12, 14s, 16 in the clip
Empty it out and send

matter if you rollin deep you better count your fuckin days
If i see you out in public imma show you how the score is made
Cmon Stitches, let's talk

a stamp on my passport
Still going; a terminus won't make these bars stop
As I operate like a tyrant
Take you out in public and hang you by your privates

hear this know your boy is now grown
I done flown across the land of where the people were born
So they told me make a hit & I did
Folding clothes for

play wrong"
Good boy, put your head strong
This real life, no Jake Long
Bounce out that bitch like ping pong (Bounce, bounce)
Climbin' up the ranks like

and Franklins
Baby girl a dancer, take the pole up out my pants, and bring it
Back back back, lil niggas should fall back
Yellin on the Gram, showing me that you

losing the hope  
I just had it out for a minute 
It be the ones who was close 
Who done had it out for your business 
They hate to see that you working

Children of a lesser God when your melanin's got a tint
And I can't even mention what I sent or what I spent
'Cause my name in 18 wheelers is evidence
I put

blowing out spines
And if it ain't about that paper
Boy you wasting my time
I'm a king you a peasant
Pay attention to the signs
I'ma king dream scheming
For

thing around here that gets chopped up 
Boy you are not us
Soaking up the hot sun degrees comfortably 
Bitches hunting me like I'm giving out flat tummy

I don't know (How) it slowly takes control
It bubbles up inside and hollows out my mind
All I see is what we used to be
Every moment clear - I'm all

Till the Day I Drop

Trae

Same Thing Different Day [Set 2]

2004

he only knew I'm riding down, for my boy
I ain't got too many friends, so I'm riding by myself
Your own kin'll try to do you, when on a mission for

hiding it
Escape getting high n shit
Don't complain. No violin
Out the mud boy try again
Don't make me get violent aye
West side USA is where I stay
From

boo
I bodied your bitch, put some chalk 'round her too
We all on 5th Ave, or I'm walkin' out True
Enough about me, boy let's talk about you
You see me

to say
Aye, nothing left for you to say
Give up on your dream for dollars, you're one for you to blame
The world is ending quick, an operation made by

they hired
2 twin glocks no Tecca they hired
 Phew Phew 
We doing the same shit check your court 
Sell that pack with no remorse 
Crack is yellow 3 pts

the present where the future can be moulded
The reoccurring question is:
What would I have told myself ten years ago?
Focus
You know the O was replaced by

ding dong the witch is dead, now doorbells don't protect your innocence, do girls actually enjoy head, doubtful, kiss the tits instead, stop being so

I'M
More then a captain, address me as an elites
I'm not here for the small talk, so jus call me when it get deep
Taking chunks out of your team,

your mind if you was in my placement
I'm in her teeth like dental floss when she talking to all the women
I get up and wipe it off I can't fall for

killed a Man
You ever felt a corpse grow cold in your arms and
He the only son so you gotta call his mom and
Tell her it was a drive by, but you know that

that you average
Bitches come in different ways that ass I wanna grab it
Don't hold that shit in, tell me what it is
I been thinking bout your smile I'm

to the nitty

gritty. And ride till the rims fall off this kind of shiz they knokin

wall to wall. Rollin up by henisee and killer weed they killing me my

couldn’t take my luck
Cut my trust up in one night yelling keep your love
When I hop on a mic I don’t hold my tongue
Ima probably die by the words I sung