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baby you know I could swing it you don't care about no money you just tryna get the feeling, you know we can make that bed rock that bed rock don't talk

lined with residential rude boys,
a gang of forty or more,
i got this feeling like im stuck in a time warp,
and its been programmed for 1994,

hide

much talking
Being working on myself can't keep it up ain't got no help still
I know life is hard
But he told meh to hold my hand still
Try to do all by

wanted to escape me
But never had the guts to come forth
Feeling sheltered in shelter
Mind closed
Options opened
Even if you're in this house
I still have

hat
Yankee fitted cap on. Learn where the best at
Got some homies in the Bronx, come get your head cracked
Shitted on my last joint, consumption

Who got it for the really good deal
And I mean the really good chill
Life get ugly with Ms. Celie good will
The color purple what a nigga probably

through with the illest hits aye
5 4 3 2 1 come get some 
Zooming through the street like JETSON aye
I'm  dripping sauce its slippery
Pull up to the party

just to find out that she's got a man
Damn, put my feelings to the side so I can work it better
Fifteen inch up in my pumper, so I can work the presser

this makes me learn

No regrets for what a said, for what could be,
for being the best at this, giving as a gift my chest,
stressed by seeing the sun

out 
I call up my plug, when you shipping out 

He told me it's cheaper if I come and get it 
He told me he charging if he got to ship it 

Just send me

it up
And start smoking dead opps
Got the word that her Nigga got locked
Now she in my whip giving top
I'm deep in my feelings so we listening to lil

else
Imma get it started, aye
Baby, can't you listen
I'm like all you ever wanted, aye

Lane is M.I.A, I'm simply everything you ain't
Are you my saint?

clutching that 30 stepback and I'm feeling like curry
And that Glock yea it's clean but it's gone do you dirty
Man you come to the trap get a 40 for 30
And im

feel getting told on by your dawg

I'm in my 20s, feel like I seen it all
While I was in that cell, nobody answered my call
Trying to stack this money

of God
Sometimes my joy it falls low before my pride
Yeah, yeah, yeah you can see the mellow in my eyes
Swear last night I could fly
And now I'm like your

Why is it one sided, like shawty why you lying
You gon play the victim card, like bitch you is not trying
I been feeling down cause I just know that

the stairs
I smell the glory and it's in the air
I'm sorry momma all I ever did was bring you drama
I bailed out tryna' get a start up
Been on my guard walking

as less
Yes, let them eat it up
Get inside your head like they always do
Always by myself like I always move
Yeah I always knew
That is how it would turn

thug when i keep it real it is just contagious
And these nights for the ages, four in the morning, where did time go?
Hug and kissed a hundred times you

to the area they're working on
Oh, God, I would hate feeling in the cold like that
I tried to tell him, you know as my mind
That it's okay to die
I mean, if he

efforts by my frame
When they write, They undersell me in their claims
But they still know I'm great. What does that say to you
How do you think it feels

JayBallStayBallin bitch JayBallStayBallin lets get it
We just one of them ones that's 1 of 1 you know
Blue stripes in my pockets call em Smurfs

Come through like a zombie
Tryna be alive
People like my songs, they say it's live
Every beat I like to come original
Not talking bout the Adidas

the KGB
She wanna slide she wanna come to my side and ride me like an ATV
How many bands? Bitch I count one two three, it's easy like ABC
Damn new whip out