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Chilling right next is Patricia
Then was the twins Matilda and linda
bad little bitch for my niggas
Nigga be runnin his mouth by Seven I have him dead by

By the smile on my face they couldn't tell I'm a monster
I been going crazy you can put that on the Bible
I'm Probably liable to kill a couple niggas

Of attention, 
I’ll be fine by lonesome,
Just chillin, Gaming, writing,
Cuddle with my honey
I ain’t being funny, I’m being for real
And since we on the topic

Alaba can go to hell for real
They can't sleep on it, still am moving it little
By little Boys no dey even giggle
Let them **** from rap dog to rap hustle

Those were the best days
Ear to the Pirates Jungle ruled the airwaves, No Sign of Neuro, Jump UP is
Shy fx, 1210’s in effect, TDKs Tape decks
Moschino

bikini/

She got all the real niggas feenin for that super soaker in between her legs, so her phone always ringing

Just got ya nails done, got ya hair did

you know Imma leave eventually
Yeah you always by my side baby
Only ride or die baby
Moving by design baby
Now I'm really back and forth
Calls just get

more time with you near right now
Swear life's been going in spheres right now
Much closer than they appear
Never once been swayed by tears
You should've

Little do you know, how I'm breaking while you fall asleep
Little do you know, I'm still haunted by the memories
Little do you know I've lost all

it to you
But imma always say it real I’ll never fake it to you
And never half ass shit they gon take it from you
Opp territory only need small sign

Those were the best days
Ear to the Pirates Jungle ruled the airwaves, No Sign of Neuro, Jump UP is
Shy fx, 1210’s in effect, TDKs Tape decks
Moschino

real nice by me icy shit like Cartier or new patek or a C63 cuz i love to flex on bitches necks like a choke hold my pussy platinum my pussy cold that’s

R.E.M FT SPOOK WHO SAT BY THE DOOR AARON HAMILTON.mp3
Dock Winters: [00:00:01] They say dreams are a gateway to reality. Minds are like occurrences.

Overwhelmed ain't sticking to the plan
Back tracking searching for what's left
In a place where I used to stand

It get deeper
Love is really more then what we

Ready?
3, 2, 1, go

My ego is up in the sky
I ain’t ever comin’ down when I get this high
I get high on life but I never even try
Same ol’ shit till

[Intro]
17, you suck both dick and at rapping
(Real devil shyt, 17)
Why don't you just quit?

[Verse]
(Yeah)
Face misplaced
Tip of my dick need taste

hard 
You actin hard
You wackin hard 

Drive by in a Honda Accord 
Now it’s air that your grasping for

What else you asking for 
I smash yo broad 
Why

tryna make this p
U won’t go cah u still want me
 Chatting out here to my man 
That’s how my life has been
This shit is big long cycle
Cl where never

we'd really work out
Cause I'm much better for real

Don't ask me about my health don't ask me about my song
Don't ask me about my mental
When you've

niggas
Who would shed a real tear if I end it
So shout out to y'all, I appreciate it
That don't make me sad tho that's the thing
You don't gotta lie

Grind another round around my head
Many a times be looking back again
It takes a real man to get over shit that hurt ya
Maybe take a trip to Persia
Drop

The vibes
Bitch you know the vibes
Higher than the sky
She been down to ride
So I keep her by my side
She always with the moves
She don't like them other

the light)
Ain't no rush cuz its coming
Know the blood like my cousin wasn't with niggas that want it
Said you real but you wasn't niggas cheaper by the dozen

that's just how the shit
Goes it's on the way I hope you ready
Overweight it's a scale tipper
My pockets getting heavy by the bale liquor
Rhyme sicker