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real
Bitch I sold dimes and nicks
Back in 6th grade
Exposed in front the class
By the finest bitch
Everybody faking
But bitch my life legit
Fuck I need

po no helmet they can't sue me
I'm just riding thru the hood passing by the lake
Just to meet my homie for a joint wake n bake
Pull up at the spot now

What a beautiful view from the balcony you're telling me
But I got eyes on something more of a centerpiece a ten to me and I want All that steak
Baby

Simmons
I'm chillin' on the bench that's the life I'm livin'
Game respects game ain't a shot I'm missin'
Watchin' from the nosebleeds yeah I'm still here

I am so tired, of telling you, over and over again
To please, please, stop
If you don't straighten your life up
You are gonna have to get the hell

You sneak diss again
Send yo bitch ass right to da cemi
Look
Right next to yo brother
That's where you gon be
Them shells was hitting em up
Bro pop

I believed to be true
I'll leave it to you to determine the outcome I know you're my x
Something like Malcom but how come when I say the truth
Some

Abuela said there'd be a time to choose between
Whether you'll follow is lead
Or live a life of sin that will lead to death
Sunday we'll be

through it, have the vision stick with it, life ain't by logic
Feel a type a way
Feel a type a way
Showed one in a thousand
Showed one in a thousand
I'm

and I would often wonder,
bordering on complete confusion,
how a person of this description could rationalise life. 

This was a series of characteristics

with orange?
I'll show you the next morning
Why you should quit this rap game
Bro, you're just fucked up and boring
Man you're just a servant, I'm

Ah
(Wuh) yeah
Big up squad (Eh-eh-eh-eh)
Shout-out for whole gang (Gang shit)
Ah, ah (ah, Keo), look (ah)

The gang gone plus ten (ah),

Usual Suspects

Cormega

Hustler/Rapper

2002

what?" 
But his man is like, "Psych yo" 
Take it from one extreme to the next 
And my shit always bounce like D-M, to the X 
I can bring it from up

Rocking Ramones so I gotta strum
Stay rocking Rick
Stay rocking Rick can't step in no 1's
Off of a X pill go dumb
On to the next pill I'm drunk
Yeah go dumb

for you to go and hit people bitch
Run around the block just to shit on my name bitch
Ain't no respect for a 10 year old friendship
Your sidekicks look

no easy job
No, no, it ain't no easy job
Aim the beam and target locked
Boy you better run or you'll get knocked
By a couple Mac-10's we keep em

elevate and reach the heaven gates
RIP to Juice
RIP to X
RIP to everyone that said I wasn't next
RIP to Peep
RIP to Nipsey
Rest in piss to all the ones who

I don't want to complicate your life with ridges, beaches
Just send a word of love to your heart and hope it reaches
Yeah, I'm talking beach houses

major
Reaping all of those late late
Night nights (right right)
In the stu, writing, fighting for my whole life like
If the next hit don’t hit

by targets
Whole team full of billers and barer's
When we cleaned out Fawcett road it was like 4 Oz's s in the carpet
Us man the hardest
Student life

when I was doing better got no worries though
I’m next up
Talking down on me, ain't a thing I won't peep
Cant fess up
You got bad intentions
Thank God I

I know that she only wanna fuck me cuz I’m next up
Cuz I’m getting blessed up
Tryna chase a check huh?
All about a flex huh
Tryna Get collects huh

daddy had bricks wit santan
Know some niggas who swipe like money man
I'm chasin money so none of the bullshit matter
These niggas be lame whole bunch

a god
I play these bitches hearts like dice
Toss them over make them cry
Looking at these bitches
Makes me want to gouge my fucking eyes
Bloody 9 by my