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ima die

I just pray I never fall victim to homicide

But when my Mama dies, who knows if ima cry

Or be blinded by the green as the commas rise

Some of them got popped trying to slang in the Grove
They got my cousin now I pray that they don't
Get life when they out I'mma aim for the dome
See lil

stay true
When it comes to the music, I pray it's helping you
On a hard day when you feeling down hey
Knowing what I know now, I'm about to save your day

is closed he still rolling it
He wanna get high
Shey your loader no chop benefit
Turn the mic high
Some niggas go burst ur head
Your babe go be their

pray my sister get better
I know the time we on borrowed
My homie said in a letter
Don’t get consumed by your sorrows
Take a sip or a swallow
Cause they

taught to through that light they tried to dim
Y'all been kinda grim
Glory all to Him
He who wears the crown I get red roses hanging by the stem
Lay all

lessons on money owed

Running from the devil can miss you if you're running slow
But you have to watch the bullet as it passes by your nose
Life is like

without a father
Got 20 to life, pray my seeds presence gets him much farther
Or closer to new beginnings, we gotta reach the ceilings
Closing in on me

and what's right
I need to lift it to get it precise, yeah
Moving bitch, I'm stealing your heart and no
I don't need me no fuckin' advice, yeah
Clearly you're

I can repent
Changes , changes
Perdoname
Forgive me senorita
I been round the way
Tryna get this cheese up
Youth outside
Everybody screaming
Wonder if

Creator can judge me, the rest can fuck themselves boy
I hate to burst your little bubble baby
But Halloween is the only time you wanna be me
Never lost

dope boy, my whole town know
Part-time rappеr, they still tryna
Steal my sound though, it's Murda

They say I'm a gift from God
But possessed by a dark

quick... sand! Crazy!
Getting better that shit is in my hands..! I got it...
Are your knees weak man do you feel the pain? It hurts though...
My joints they

beat will stop when I damn well please
This music was made to drown out the sound while we fuck
So, get on your knees and
Put that heart to work
Simple

shit and sit by idly
Manifest my goals so fast you'd Think I'm traveling warp speed
Don't let your eyes play tricks on You
Can look but please don't

If you wait too long life will pass you by
What will you do when love spits in your eye
What will it take for you to understand
There is no truth in

calls this time of night

Frat boy party life taught me how to handle business
Anywhere bed couch shower even in the kitchen

Clapping on your knees made

up on me
Got me leaving syrup all in her mouth 

She told me she was on that depo
Get on your knees and elbows 
And let me wave to it like hello 
I

came with the bells
Yo bitch want my drip
She want YSL
My guys they came to raise hell
Been smoking opps can tell by the smell
I got your mans in a blunt

tryna limit you
Aint gotta lay your life to pay the price boy I'm living proof
Head chef never needed sous
Fit for this you see the suit
I took a lost

Saucin up saucin up Shawtys
So saucy, erbody be searching for badboy
Hunted by hundreds, hiace for my party
Amar get a backup, bazaar choice

Sqeeze, too

cuz Georgie, boy he chewed the manure
By this I mean he ate the shit
Not just the brunt end of it
The whole thing floating shortly after all the loaves

with the flow with the Leez, so You know, count down and don't ever get a Gimmick
Keep it cruisin control, he a fool with it Though, hold on you gon'

Soul to Keep

O.C.

Bon Appetit

2001

Every time I touch down in a city of yours
I mix and mingle with my boys, shootin' winks at the broads
Shootin' drinks to the players, keepin' in peace