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*signing posters everyday*
Being famous, loved by others than I know,
cll i do at the moment is writing songs all alone.
I love when it's quiet when

4 chambers pump
The remainder of
12 pints of blood
I'm so in love
Cut up,  with a sterilized blade
You can't regret decisions you've already made

Came up from nothing, my brain is my stomach
Feeding my hunger by spreading the knowledge
Made in the trenches you probably won’t get it
Dramas

blood just him and his strap he aint got no fear
He in the field like Brady 12 been on his back for years
Always on ten I told the gang ain't no switching

make me get excited
12 fuck with me I start a riot
Stomach shots a put em on a diet
Oh I’m sorry that’s if he survive it
Fuck his vest gotta headshot em

Cuh I'm better than dem no debating
Shit is so blatant
Don't need validation
Yo Got bad b's telling me they want
Love but I'm in the bando tryna Make

and change 
It was 20 12 was hooked on chronic
Back when we was rolling the streets to get a dub
I was up college the shawtys would show me love
I was in field

Sheeran
Love you to death
But you left me no option
Heart made of gold
But I’m comfy in darkness
I’ve failed and adapted
Inspired some guys
I’ll call it

you bout' three
Buy two then you get a deal
Poured a four love cracking seals
Trap bitch we like Jack n' Jill
Pussy ain't get back still
I got plays in

plays in every county nigga
On ya head I drop a bounty nigga
12 still ain't found them niggas
Been a minute since I downed them niggas
Hawk you down with

Something I observed
Every little girl
Is a superhero just 'cause
She exists in this world
She's so brave
She's so brave
Ay she's so (hold up)
Girls

Tires, squeak, 12 behind me, can't afford to see The slam
According to my books, by 19, I'll be the fuckin' Man

Fuckin' hoes, gettin' bands, all that shit

spite
12 bills a night at the Conrad, this didn't happen overnight
I had a dream of being escorted by CHP                         

On the freeway 
That

bag
You got shot in the stomach
Apocalypse now, I hear the trumpets
Give me the bitch, I'm finna pump it
12 gauge blast heavy rounds full of rage, My

na-achu mgbada kabu hunter
I made it once hustling to make it double
12 am locked up di-mean for this hustle
Ikwute okwu ego ifu ebem n'afu muscle
Anorom

shotgun
12 gauge!

To adjusting percentages
On my 401k's

These days..

Well, just know
I'm getting paid

Bought a crib
Next to the ocean with the waves

So

yet

Merci beaucoup
I think i'm in love with you
Mon coeur est ouvert
Votre choix

But I never thought that we'd go tou le va

When lost hearts are

Inevitable

Poo Bear

Poo Bear Presents: Bearthday Music

2018

It's 12 o'clock twice a day
Two things that'll never change
All the shit that I love the most, yeah
Is all the shit that hurts me
Fuck

destress

I'm a stepper whatever when I step in my hood
Got my strap and my wetter (for sure)
Put duct tape on the hand ting
Can't even lie, got no time

feel inspired hoe
So Watch how you move
Don't take it for granted I'm Worried bidness and that's Hunnit Proof
Papi he got it he got it
He even got 12 in

Mr. Do Wrong

Guardian

Miracle Mile

1993

Mister Do Wrong
Don't you whisper in my ear
Tryin' to sing your love song

I know it's sweet
Like honey on my lips
But I know who you are
Death is

Tired of all these bitch niggas testing me like I ain't got 12 behind me, but he ain't
Arresting me you not number one, you looking terribly
To these

will catch in no time if his production guy was better
And theres nothing I like better then new battle lyrics
My favorite jam is "Secret Agent" man

that same young nigga in that class
Huh, how you gon’ go against a Vamp?
How you gon’ follow with yo’
Partna’ ‘bout a tramp?
Yeah, I’m with some killers