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crack take good men
At the height of their prime
Live to make it to get old
And get disrespected by time
Nobody care bout your growth
Nobody care bout you

recognize the God
And any nigga out there that think I might be wrong 
Bet ya career by giving me 16 on a song
Ha, that’s exactly what I thought, so long
Man

23 for me
They get ready in native & dashiki for me
West Indies St Vinny's allies to Me
Confide in me when you ride with me
Africans stand side by side

and thats true nigga
Aw there I go again one word make the project explicit
I don't even get it
The E by my track aint gon stop or hinder the message
E

hustling hustling (eh)
Clear for me, hear from me
I am a street in the west for real
Oshodi, i'm for real
I swear to jah nigga, i'm for real (eh)

CHORUS
Cos

now
west side had me stressed out
Lost you in the process
too focused on being the best out
Grandmother in her last days
Daddy crying tryna find hide

Die by the gun
When the
Devil will come
Ain't no
Time for the run
But in the barrio
We try to run it like cardio
Times getting real
It's harder to get

with a foreign chick, foreign whip
Foreign food, foreign shoes, just a bunch of foreign shit
Niggas wildin' out in Paris, Colt you recordin' this
Put

all relations and you gat me in
From the first conversation, was considering
I catch ya vibe, fine and loyal and you on what I on
Ise a self made nigga

a big meal
Squeeze the hammer clutch back, make a nigga bitch squeal
Ima need some time, kicking back, feet up, chilling on a farm (this like sucks)
I

They faking the people waking... up
Got no sleep?
Gotta go deep in the feelings
The people wanna paint me as the villain
I get too deep
Niggas always try

Dirty D's Theme (Hoe or Die)

Souls of Mischief

No Man's Land

1995

difference
cause you still gonna die, youse a goner
You shouldn't even try, why was you on the
mic in the first place
You even chose tbe track, see yousa nigga

niggas in Paris
Bitch I got goons in the Bay
And you can spot me in Cali
I'm all laid up with my bae
Naked selfies in Venice
I'm on my way to L.A
I'm on my

I'm a Magnum man
West Swindon man
With the Tonga gang every Tongas jam
Girl whine on man
Wit' a mic in hand
You can't style on man, yuh zimmee?

Flew to Paris 
Took a bad b 
Then she turned up 
With my team 
Them man dry up on their face 
Im on he roads 
Im getting cream 
Put in over time 
While

counting this money
And stacking up all the hundreds (Aye)
We ain't have to do it like them
Arm in the rim
It's like we play ball or something (Aye)
No drug

keep it fly
24x7 chillin' in the west side, we don't hold back
I told you I would come back, now I'm come back like I never left
I don't regret, only

Tape and extra magazines incase they wana trip
Born in West Dallas, Tx. I know how to survive
Got a down chick who roll with me like Bonnie and Clyde

me why a nigga scared of catchin some feelings
When you stuck all in processes of breakin and healing
Now im lucid living, im in control of of my

business minus the drama
I could tell by ya eyes that you into me not the dollas
I'm tryna put you in a big ass crib like the obamas
So wsup, it's going up

say we look good together look at our fits
I'm looking so West she Kardashian
I love to get pesos love to get yen
I wanna multiply and start counting by

me
Ohhh
Shoot me
Fuck we should just get married
I make your nigga vanish
I'm Joey Goldberg
Then we flea and live in Paris
I plea to make it lasting

Aye
Take the horse to the river, you can't make it drip
I see the fake in your eyes, you can't make a dream
Mind's deep, ahead of time by far

together
These niggas be lying and cappin for cheddar

They tryna dance on my heart
I need some love in my heart
I need some trust in my heart
I need it all