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It's an open book of me
That I've been givin' out
These ain't no movie stories
That I'm livin' out
Lonely, when a bitch change my mind, fuck it
Kick

the climb
He taught me if I want to shine
Then I must be timeless
So I walk into the kitchen
Trying to get something to eat
Knowing damn well
I ain't gone eat

Whoa, yea
It's Like everything I touch turn gold man
It's Still
Crew Parlay Shit, check it
Look It ain't for debate
Damn right I was meant to be

If you know me I've been around them drugs my whole life
Hi My Name Is I was bumping that shit when I was five
At fourteen years old I lost the most

this time, I thought my team was United but you know damn well how the ends go

I comment man
The labels wanna treat us Kengan
Fuck that, ima speak free

like you know me
You went to my old school
You just know the old me
Been a couple years now
I been by my lonely
Going through the motions
Ballin'

seeing clear everything that we hold dear
Did it less than in a year
Now I'm living out my destiny
I'm always feeling weird and the only thing I fear
Is

played by thots
Her comments in my head is it fun? Its not
It's been a damn year and still locked in fear
She said she'd make me shine but she bit me in

Shoutout to the Wutang, DJ turn me
Up a lil bit homie
Yea oh ya'll done figure out who
It is by now right? haha
It's me young buck bitches what it do

Crime Pays

Young Buck

T.I.P.

2005

lil' young nigga
Who thugged out all night on the curb, came up from a GRAM

And bitch I got 'em warrin for 10-5, the new nigga in town
I'm the king

cooking up all day
Fuck 'em up all day
Like a nympho I've been dope since
Trynna convince hoes I got good hair
You know damn well there's chemicals there

Sandy

Hollis Brown

3 Shots

2015

won't you be my love

She wants to be a writer
But the money has been too damn good
At Lucifer's Playpen down on Spring and Main
She's got a son

And 30 dollar sacs make sexy hoes moist
Mary Jane and Pam is a cherries main choice
Cause these heffas they like smoking budda by the bay
Well stop talking

going on?
I been smoking on the gas, dog
What's going on?

Lied to by my homie bitch, dog
What's goin' on?
Fuck the world and let 'em die slow
I'm blowin'

describes where America at
Who knows if we'll get America back
Damn there go my life again
Just another casualty of righteousness
I been ghost but

Chase N cashe can the drummer get some, huh?

Indeed, phat tracks, good weed
Anthrax, you know we loud
Baby the band's back smokin' hash
Now my

more
Blinded by the lights the girls thought I was The Weeknd
No sir

No need for cannons, this shindig don't wild out
Carry your booze well and you will

Damn, who you know with it like this
Who gone get it like this
Might as well get it like this
Tell me that s**t gotta jump put the pressure on me
Need

See all of that anger and all of that hatred 
And all of that pain well she made it peace
I was good, living, feeling so free
Flyin' like the birds high

ain't lion when I roar
I be stylin' like a stallion even if my voice gets hoarse
Ima take what's mine by force
I clean up well like some chores
Last time

Well I said it before
And Imma say it again 
You don't understand me
You don't get the trend
I spend hours on hours
Just perfecting all this shit

on your shoulders is tight
Listen, I'm well aware that I'm rollin' the dice
But who the fuck gave you the damn remote control to my life? I stayed up
Late

favorite part,
We can go slow, or we’ll be racing cars
I got good food, and a bottle of Ciroc
I’m cuckoo, baby leave your mark
I’ve been wondering what

Fuck
I guess you caught me at the wrong time
Well
I guess you called me on the wrong line
Damn
I lie when I speak
Know it's on me
Guess you needed