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Once upon a time
I was dating one time
I didn't think that much would happen
But it took me by surprise
And I
Know I said I loved you right after

her tooth fillers
Knock these niggas down 1 by 1 like some pillars
Riding on ma dick said I'm given her the thrillers (Ah ah ah ah)
Given her

you think I could make in seven days?
Not much
Not Adam and Eve
But It's gotta be better
Than eating slop served by machines
It's the modus operandi
We

Xander
Cage, flippin' that work like a page
You can hate but you're making the minimum wage
Talking too much might just get your ass laid
No homo, I'm

Oh Thats where you at?

1 or 2 that's all  
3 and 4 in awe  
5 and 6 we saw 
Now I think that's been too much 
But you do not go soft 
Better switch

This is what comes after
In more ways than one

After the fire and the ashes were gone
It took time to build desire up to write a new song
So much

fuck around I'm too loud when they tell me how I sound
In the city spinnin' round and round I touch down and I like to puff clouds
Real shit I don't fuck

Wasn't really into rap but the shit sound tight
He used to tell me all the time
Don't wet none sis
By this time next year we gon' be dumb rich
That's when

games with my mind
playing games with my mind

I'm overheated burning up tryna fight off these felonies
so much hatred aimed toward me caused by jealousy

much is insightful
But God was trying to show me something
He ain't think that I knew
Sometimes shit that doesn't breathe
Can die too were we just

touch 500 racks before I touch a Benz
Too much runtz, I need a cleanse
Lil Devo steady dissing, he get slapped on
Them niggas know I walk on everything I

these n*ggas
Now they scared to run it back, yea
You n*ggas talk too much
I’m about action, yea
So you and all of your bullsh*t, from me,
Will get no

back

One quarter, five nickels,
How do I represent that?
Triple 5 
According to the Indian act

I'll give you this card
so you can keep in touch
Scan me

mysterious
Smiley faced kid
I'd never get too furious
Wanna talk 'bout a time when
I recovered from chicken pox
Soon after that, I saw an iron box
The curios

lost touch with the fakes 
Bitches movin' too slimey 
They needa get up out my way

To every dark night there's a brighter day 
I know you love me baby

concur
Your opinions a blur
So Imma sure
For better or worse
That I live my dream till I'm gone in a hearse
I got too much faith, that's my label since

take it for a spin
Enjoy the scenery and go slow
Please don't touch the radio tho
Kill the mojo that's a no no
Hold on hold on
Hold on hold on
What you

don't got no car
Can't trip too much bout where i'm at, cause bitch i know i'll go far
Skate on the beat like i'm Bart

Sketch em on a stretcher
My nigga

John Ross 4:2 40 yeah yuh lost (turbo charge) 
Too much sauce 
Bitch I’m hot 
Pull up to my pad talking that shit than you get popped (pop) 
I’m swerving

hopping on live, We ain't doing no dissin'
Let a shot out the Glock, I ain't doing no missing
Niggas talkin on the net, Doing way too much tippin'
Too

deep might just go down reach hell
Touch down in LA now the old friends tryna reach out
Told Jason it's another body that we gotta drop and speed out

dat
I ain't cut like dat
Nigga I'm good
Too much pent up aggression inside
I wish a nigga would
I'm straight from the hood
Niggas don't know me so they

let that lil' shit go, but I got too much pride (too much pride)
I can't take no slack (no), please don't show off my racks
Got a package as a front

that tell you I’m overrated
I know
I talk too much, but I just think you’re chill
Always dressed to kill, plus you always split the bill
These are my