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them toys ain't the motive boy
Just reachin people tryna cope with voids
Like long as this shit here is dope to Roy
And fans that treat em like freedom

broke
I be smoking on shit make me feel like I float
Call that bitch lil yachty she riding the boat
I ain't posting no guns you can't see what I tote

gotta fight them
Tell me what's right man I crave excitement
Cause when I'm feeling down man that drinks enticing
Take me to the skies like I be riding

pardon my French
I parted ways wit’ the past like a kid
That was raised by the pharaoh
Now must flee from crimes I’d commit
But I’ll backhoe I constructed

test like Dolomite
Fools believe what they see in a photo right
Well I’m picture perfect
Didn’t have to tell a person that I’m with I’m worth it
They

figure out what car we in
She tell me don't play the hero, I got too much heart to give
Why they keep comparing me to niggas that I'm harder than
I can't

Always try to keep that iron on you
And all that talking on the net
I can't believe them people lying to you
Don't tell me that you love
Stop faking

niggas hating on me, that's a light issue
Inside of that foreign look like white tissue

Shitting on these niggas like my stomach hurt
Don't make me

Exhausted with my body sore fighting demonic thoughts and
Alcoholic walks probably inches from a fall
But like I can't go out like that, too much riding on me

Dickbot, open the main door and
Let Captain Shoebill in before
He gets hurt by that crazy alien mob outside
Opening main door
It's allowed to-

that'll mean a rebirth
Shout out to my mama, she raised me in church
When I was a baby, when I was preserved
Lines started to diverge like Nu Jersey Twork

If It Ain't Free

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

Don't have to be one of em'
So fellas, don't get pussy-whoopped
(Say what?)

Whoop that pussy
(While yer bullshuttin' looky here boy)
And we ain't

Foul Play

The Coup

Kill My Landlord

1993

But they have a car they can side at the sideshow

I'm the type of brother that'll tell another, "Hell no"
To the seller struck hiking rocks in

everybody leaving in rain
I spit nothing but fire my best friend is
Kane
You treat her like a side but you know she
Your main
You claim that you solid but

Y-y-young Gods
I don't let 'em stay
Fuck out my face
Cause I don't really wanna deal with snakes
I'm in love with the muhfuckin game
But you'll never

the road, selling
That's why by now I'm your father figure
Multiply mines I gotta get it
A big boy stacking Andre benjamins
Style sick my nigga I'm the clinic

on the internet throwin' slick shots, knowing you ain't cut like that

How the fuck you talk bout gangsta shit, but when it's pressure, you tell your moma
You said

the wreckage
Body burnt, but im cursed with this message
To tell you your a prick there it is now I've said it
I'd tatt that shit upon your head, if I could just

to know me except my brodie and my dopeline
And I can tell how he be feeling by his voice on the phone line
Impact to the ground, yo that sound still haunts

the same enemy
Know my family counting on me I'm out here working like it's 10 of me
Thot ho make that nigga drop his addy she keep spinning him
They don't

Ayee boy put some gumbo on that bitch
Show em what ya granddaddy tought cha
That ain't a bad idea
I'm bout to put some gumbo on this bitch
Mane
Yeah

him to his doom
Cus right next to him they killed his boy Angelo Crooms
They say there's Ben change well I can't tell
2016 in my city they killed

this shit off
That's why rappers like me hide behind
The money, the bitches, the clothes, the hoe's
The manicured, pedicured toes

She staring at my

find dark energies, spark the remedy 
That's heavenly sent with the scent of mother Gia
Decipher the cypher then snipe  em' like snipers
Roll that shit