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Corey

Dave East

P2

2018

album, got no time to chat it out
He offered Corey a flight, said he could land by tonight
Corey replied, "shit, like, maybe I might"
Corey pride took

A gift of God
And I recognize that shit
It took a long time to realize
But I gotta go for this shit
Cause while we only down by one
If tie it won't mean

It aint too many niggas thinkin how im thinkin or nothin, i kno they bluffin
What they talkin bout aint in my discussion cnt do da stuntin
What they

Yo I'm tryna get paid
Y'all know who Oh It's FLU
Blue strips and gold chains my turn no won't wait (No)
Wont get by gon' get paid, my sights set

on me
For the money I sprint, for her, I cruise I need a checc homie
I'm sippin lean, I'm sippin Wocc I got a Tecc homie
My lil bih she wit the shits she

party, you know where to hold
Can we turn for show, you already know

Yo, bitch, gettin' groovin', need a cue by the hoe
Man, keep that lil' bitch over

turned to Nina Simone
I'll probably be 50 or so by the time bro nem momma could even come see him at home
It's difficult shit I been livin through ended up

Ion need a man to make me rise up to the top
There he go talkin' shit, I told him, shut up and give me top
Bitch, I'm lookin' cute, bad as fuck as your

a yard per inch
And that's some real-ass shit, nigga, ask your bitch
She may never admit, Tip has already hit
Already came, already saw

Already filled up

craccin
Edd don't know no better he damaged, bit by a vamp, nicca he vampin
waitin in the steamer for a opp, niccas campin
old habits, die too hard,

wanted my meat
I hit the hangy thing in her head
I want you to bleed, that time of the week
No nigga, not talkin' bout menstruate
I planted my seed, she

life
I'd rather hold the phone than end up holdin on to the pipe
In talkin longevity cause it's a choice flip a coin
Ima lock it ahead of me wit my boys

but they can't
That nigga talkin', turn him to a Saint
I see his chain and that shit, I'ma take
(Yeah! Yeah)

These niggas don't know the difference

a minute, an' see I gets the bomb tree.
Beats by the Pound shit, it sound sick, rolex, and baguettes all.
I take this out the ghetto an' live up on top.

to reach, but we here to just free my brother
Need him next to me, my head up by the feelings, huh, let's go
You say you wanna be rich, come snag next to me,

Fear Of SIlence

Bobby Grand

Check
I wanna be heard I wanna be different
I want you to listen so I can go missing 
Just wanna go fishing
Not talkin

She say I'm the man by how these people in the city really know me
I just gotta give the credit to the man who look above me
Oh shit, my third-eye

to call to get poppin
Two eye drop in and I'm fo fo mobbin
Got a few rich niggas begging me to put the cock in
I might you talkin all the shit that I like

fired

Seen real killa walk down on em fuck a drive by

No gang affiliation dap my brothers fuck a high five 

Ping ting gave me mazi swear her shit was

that p*ssy up a tree
Imma ride when it’s time to slang iron
He think im p*ssy put a nigga in the ground
I can’t f*ck with that lil’ nigga droppin’ dimes

ice in my veins body feeling like January
Don't be fooled by vocabulary
This whole shit that I'm kicking is almost unsanitary
Like yuh
Mykal this shit

that yeah you had options
But I was the easier pick
Chattin' it with your damn bestie
Talkin' that shit
Sayin' you want another man dick
And baby

A fucking winner
Cold summers
Hot winters
Wit me and the members

World crazy
Same field as Tom Brady
Lil PacMan from the bricks
Grandma I made it

Graduated

with you from the jump, bro
I been fuckin' with you since the year Lil' Pump turned 12
I been living in a wishing well
Flowing through the water system,