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won’t remember
Scary august texts about what we did in December
But I move like a goon baby I’m always strapped up
The cargo is precious it’s always

know - being on show
What papers are all sayin', in't it?
Besides, all that designer stuff's a waste of money
Well it's gotta be spent
And I say
If it's

meet on nights I won't remember
Scary August texts about what we did in December
But I move like a goon, baby I'm always strapped up
The cargo is

All in My Mind

Eightball & MJG

On Top of the World

1995

They told me to come clever, whatever
It don't make, it's on you
So I be who I be, and do what I gotta do
I'm one of the few, the proud

to the fullest like jack
Nick and freeman in that movie
Catch me out living in Miami
Willie beaming with the Louis
In my queen of some land
Still drifting by my

to hear us in Paris
Tho my mask surrounded by these
Toxins yes im still selling designing tho
Guarded my heart i know
All these people gone change
I dont

stink

I don't give a fuck what some heteros think

If you don't like how I live my life text yo' shrink

I be pissing in the sink of a 5-star suite 

Cuz

Lush Life

Joe Mooney

Joe Mooney's Song

1956

again,
And only last year everything seemed so sure.
Now life is awful again,
A troughful of hearts could only be a bore.
A week in paris will ease

never around, or been near us
In Miami, I act like i’m in Paris
I still, ain’t got me no passport
When I get it i’m gone, no last hope
They working my

nothing in line, she used to not give me time
I ain't check the price I'm buying, I ain't want the bitch I'm lying
Louis watches by the dozen, making money

the smith on me
This for this times where I ain’t have shit
Now I go shopping like I live in Paris
I came up off pure hustle and pure savage
Try to take what

Man, I just wanna speak my mind
Couple years back, I didn't know what's in my mind
Had no roots, had to do it my way
My own direction

Leading my

just no way around it
One day we're gonna die
If we can't live forever
Let's laugh until we cry
We can go to Paris, go to bed
It's all a crazy trip

me what a friend is nevermind cause we in Paris
It ain't no damn secret you get more of what you cherish
I'm looking at the haters and they should be

in the Louvre or whatever they call that shit up in Paris
Even my unreleased shit would make Picasso embarrassed
Just ripped a bong that looked like

nothing less than impressive,
I could be flexing fake checks, I could pretend I'm in Venice
Or look to the West, I'm with my gentleman in Paris
Live a life

a mountain
I live in the mountains
I turn my wrist into a thousand
Ooh, they say we be wahlinn'
They say we be wahlinn'

Uh, I fell in love with my

live my life 'cause there's a lot to see (yeah)
Let's go to Paris
Let's get a jet plane
Let's live our own life
Fuck what your friends say
Smoke

still on my mind
The bills are paid from the grind
New bitches takin up my time
New country wanna see me live like
Should have seen what I've seen shit

But not every Caucasian person lives by that
And some of my people need to understand that
But those Caucasians also need to realize
How difficult it is

last year everything seemed so sure
Now life is awful again
A troughful of hearts could only be a bore

A week in Paris would ease the bite of it

If you want to live forever
That's already been done
All the dead people
Are just sitting in the sun

If you're out on a limb
Go ahead and fall

lengths id go to
The depths i go to
To make a difference in their lives 
I hold my standards real high
Can't be in it just to get by
I know it's strange but

a man lives, should of went out with his kids

Clean up evidence, like say I roll with CIF
Back in the day was jif
Kids think that dad got knocked out by