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pussy at your home girls husband every evening, 
Then try to convince her that he be cheating
That's you
Hate a woman doing better than you are, 
So

wish that Pac did
Uh, you all suck up to me
I’d have to pry your mouth off of my richard
For us to have same energy
Bitch I’m a real MC
Fuck everybody in

blame?
Maybe my pain, dealin' with it by callin' it a phase
These are the last days
Carry no shame, everyday thangs
Went from sellin' cocaine

a stove, I'm removing some S's
These bills are bout as blue as a messages
And I got the old money too and it's green as a text is
Grabbin' hundreds off

on a stool
And in your mind
You think you bout to rule
But I'll kick you down
Leave you hanging
Like a fool
I'm really hanging out with niggas
That are so

right there by your side
I'll be there to lend a shoulder
I'll be the friend you need
When your world is turning over
You can depend on me
You at home I'm

I'm like a real estate agent put you right in yo place
Aw yeah
Alright we going
All night
But bitch don't kill my vibe
We going crazy on baby I told ya

(Shout out to my people back home they are my ride or die)

Shout out my niggas that made out of Jerecho
I be chilling by self in a cubic hole

As a songwriter, songs are your babies. You give birth to a song idea, a title, a phrase, and you watch the seed grow into something, tangible,

approaching me
So don't emoji me, a smiley face so openly
Them eggplants are passive baby ask me just to show the D
I heard you known all over Instagram,

wherever you are

Shorty took a full one now she fucking tweaking
ccting like she born without a reason
I move forward so I'm peaceful
cnd my aura is so bad

crisis

Cuz my fan base growing by the masses
Soon I'll be notorious
Leave you speechless breathless
My rhymes are precious sweetness
But so ruthless

indie records show up in a W-E-A box?
By saying your independent, you belittle the whole movement
Real emcee's work hard, ain't got investors to put out

know, all I know, this world isn't real it's created by me
And all I know, all I know my demons are chained up and I have the key

So I'm braking out,

ya
All you hoes are liars
Blow my heart Al-Qaeda
Ever day I tell myself I can live without you
But I know that's a lie
But I know you don't think about

wanna be all by my lonely
Why didn't higher power just clone me
Know my real niggas gone feel me
Them hard times showed me i was realer
Know I got

the light
Of my life, it's you that's true, nothing out the blue
They don't got any love cause theirs is overdue

I got the homies right by my side
Never tell

You may have heard of the notion of the cultural mosaic
The diversity of Canadian cities is obvious to anyone who has spent any time in some

Am I crazy because I want to touch your skin?
Is it ludicrous that I've got nothing to believe in that
was built by human hands or controlled by

of cloning
Just to make some cents
Though it make no sense I'll ignore it
I always keep it real
And many people are on sleep
I'm getting brighter with my dream

Na Na Yea
Can you hear the rumble, Swizzy and The Throne nigga Welcome To The Jungle
Na Na Yea
Humbled by the struggle, one time of the man wey no

be
The hierophant with no weaknesses like greek mythology
Because a real man knows when to give and take apologies

What are ya buying
I've got many

U BEEN THO?

MY PLUG GOT KILOS
Keep him on the d-low
He show me love on the reload
No for real tho
I'm like a super hero
Big Jon Claude Don Vito
See

Artist: Victor Mabja
Song title: Vanity

Do not love the world or anything that belongs to the world. If you love the world, you do not love