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I’m basically sayin they’re puddles I’m oceans, I hate it but love it I learned how to own it, I

straight through the
Wall like Hogwarts
I heard your verses - man, he
(Mannie) Fresh: Scott Storch i pop four!
I love gun bars, and I got more
So this one?

'gon eat up woah
We all 'gon be good
We 'gon make it out
Man don't even worry 'bout me
RBC gotta herd by me
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Know you heard bout me

Take it day by day 

But man I love the hate 

    Everything that puts me down just makes me great 

You can put me down but you can’t make me stay

windows down G's up
Riding in the top drop, with the music up
The windows down, screaming he's up
I'm a hustler by nature, its in my blood
Steady chasing

of principle, in love with the industry with no principles
And I won't lie, I wanted glitz and the glammer
Taken in by rappers showing out gold chains

windows down G's up
Riding in the top drop, with the music up
The windows down, screaming he's up
I'm a hustler by nature, its in my blood
Steady chasing

the next man, check your hands for fingerprints
This is just one of the many things that distinguishes you
tuned to your own frequencies with
idiosyncrasis

to myself, will never sell my soul
I'm a hotboy, note that (Note that
Yeah
Huh, yeah
Uh
Look
Back it up, back it up, back it up
All the things that I say man I

to get Worse
Don't pretend you love what you do
When you know deep down it's not You
Claim it's always love with your crew
Your homies in love with her too

what's his name, where's he live 
what is it he offers? what's he got to give? 
and I love you so much that when I caught onto your fibs 
I hit you like

and got home girls that prostitute the type that got her own but she always by her granny house smoking a blunt big as the one that's up in her granny mouth

straight serve you that stank
Have you bitch drop me the addy
Now I'm rerockin' your brain
Rerockin' your brain
'Round these hoes can't say a thing
Man my

can do when they hittin' you
You wanna talk to the man of the inner side
He has no probably with givin' an interview
This is no interlude, but if I'm

way
Never speak in class just glance at you
Man after man threw his hand at you
Always turned them down so I never came around
As you waited for the day

motherfucker would love to see me fall
Like that, that

When we sell this load
We'll have twice what we started with

Yeah, it's that old mackin' fast
Old school

me
I'll always be there for you
no matter what my daddy says

Chorus:
Daddy i'm in love with a thug
daddy i'm in love with a gangsta.
daddy i'm in love

without you
The truth? Man, doubtful
But every morning I wake
Perplexed by a complex that I been tryna sedate
Like how I still fucking love you after all

fuck ya homies keep it lit
Do your thing all by your lonely 9 outta 10 these negus phone
Fuck the drama don't get caught up in the mix
Keep it solid mind

resuscitate my weary soul ooh-yeah

In your arms, I find my strength
In your love, I find my peace at length
With every heartbeat, I feel alive
In your

time will fly
Girl, we so fly
So just let me be your guy
You're so cold, won't you tell your man it's over
Gets so old; we in love when we ain't sober

up and there's no longer us
I, I guess I'm sick of this
The one you love the most always does stupid things
But I need to thank you right now
You

with the spirit
The boy nice if he snap he denting your image uh
Run they mouth til we start to question they fitness
I skipped college but always

high from the fakest love
Brother locked up doing that time
Every time he came to the grind, he didn't put it up
Now they know what's up with our life