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Always hustlin' moving am to pm but it varies
Im'a get it everyday like perdiem so I ain't worried
Fuckin' up the game who let me in I'm like Carrie
Minus

'm just doing me
I don't need someone to tell me to be
Who I am I do it for free
Bitch yah
I do it for free
Nobody be w-
I fucked up Jackson
Now I gotta

No Time to Think

The Belle Brigade

Chimes of Freedom: The Songs of Bob Dylan

2012

In death, you face life with a child and a wife
Who sleep-walks through your dreams into walls.
You're a soldier of mercy, you're cold and you

let the girl teach me
I be so high you can't reach me
I take the whole L to the head like my name was Luigi
Walk into Gucci by first name they greet me

got it all

Why do we have to die
We rise by lifting others, buh y am I still down
God did it, that's y am rolling loud
Now I got fan base and it's

On the Green Lantern show Nas said he think I'm next
My notions being seconded by legends in the game
You probably secretly accepting presents from a cane
Now

and lean probably fucking up they introspect
But who am I to try to intervene or interject
But nonetheless I had to speak my mind but I digress
Uplifting

What What

Skull Duggrey

These Wicked Streets

1998

Skull watch your back I'm comin fool
What what
Who you think gonna knock you off
What what
Them niggas close to you make you fall
What what

Insane

L's I got it straight out the mud
But this made me who I am I wouldn't change if I could
All my niggas really havin' motion
Is you hearing me
Now we

back you'll be left well spineless
Killing more records than the coronavirus
Who am I
Track one bitch
go rewind it
Mumble rap is where the real niggas

floating
I like girls who like girls can you blame me
I'm the one that had started this shit
How the fuck niggas say that they made me
What these niggas can

never had a friend like me

Since a 'youngin I've been riding solo, by my lonesome
Patiently waiting for a friendship that's wholesome
You see people like

an impeccable leader At this point I'm clearly a senior

You basically hate from the bleachers
Yeah, cooking up crack in the stew Smoking my blunts by twos
Pretty

this pest to side
See I almost  forgot who I am
Better take a look back through the ram
Not the type to back down through the ram
Know I got the juice

can't touch me now (back up)
Never was a hoe, always bout the dough (money)
I got a nigga with me, who'll kick in your do' (yo door)
Put this pussy on his

my energy my nigga I'm a cactus
Mama said I'm rich cos talent is expensive
I don't talk a lot I can't get too comprehensive
If it is not family who am

And cutoff his pics
Beat designer
By diesel
I hear it
Let's rock
On god
Audibly
My shit be going hard
Think I'm sweet
Get ya smoked
No cigar
Cuz a g
Burnin.

and I'm fallin
With these thoughts all in my head
Try conjure up something, so I'm rushing
Before nothing's all I am
I'm on the search for
Recognition,

So we'd go to the baby classes, and I don't care if you went, you know what I'm talking about. We had one woman who would not stop asking questions.

made some bad decisions
Now I'm motivated by Khaled, I've got a plate full of salad
It's more life, more paper and balance
and shorty straight from

looking for a sign, leading me to a door
Kick myself when I'm down, who am I doing this for?
I used to write about feeling love and feeling love made it

the devil still chasing me
Why the wrong people for me have Faith in me
Its in my nature how I am to move so Sacredly
you did my wrong but your secrets still

Kid
I
Am a Marauder
Don't get lost
In these Troubled Waters

Bitch I'm waaavvy
Half nigga so they try to enslave me
Put they chains on me
All you fakes

for me
Gifted me to spit these words here am I send me
Deputized by the Trinity flossing fivefold ministry
Holy Ghost drunk no Hennessy pull a card