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fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still

fifty thousand
Can't blame me for your own misfortune
Can't call me had to get a new number
Ain't about the money I don't know nun about it
Don't ask bout

tryna make it big, so I won't ever have a clue
You told me how you don't wanna be put in no nurse care
I saw your mom being taken care of when they didn't

tomb and
I fight with my demons and damage and flip it
But maybe it's different for you, look
I try not to run from my thoughts but
I feel my death

problems inside of a bottle until they defeat me
Pour up another one 'til I get numb enough, all of my issues complete me
You tell me you love me, you say

Money on my mind, I got this scale on me Shorty by my side, hope she don't tell on me
I get lost inside my mind, that's when I feel lonely
I take

a new day
Wish it was a new life
Where we get back
Im dreaming every night of your comeback
And now all i have it's a joint in hand
All day im trying

won't say I don't love a bitch cause i do
I aint talking guns when I say that shoot
I got all these bars so don't need to loot

It's the same mother

She gon' give it up she fucking with me cause I rap a lot
They say I'm the goat feel like I'm polo bitch I cap a lot
Money in the bank I'm never broke

Yella Acorns

Rhett Akins

The Brotherhood Album

2010

tail
Yellow acorns
Will have them eating from your hand
Just don't get yourself busted by the man

to dominate
& Take them out they position
If I'm aiming for the head
Then I'm not going to miss it
Working for a while
So I'm way out of your division
They

by disguises
I knew you was gonna fold even tho you ain't even try shit
I knew you was gonna fold I had peeped all of your lies
I got ears everywhere

bitch, nigga get your face ripped
Face it, you niggas is too fucking basic 
All the bullshit, I’m just here to erase it 
Got no time for these pussy niggas

That corner I been sitting in grew to a comfort zone I'd like to move from
But they say all you gotta do is decide
Determine factor of which dreams die

They say, my times over, to be honest guys i am not okay
I tear your face babe like joker, I am someone who is called me face poker

The guns in my hand,

grass from your yard everyday makes you look like a cunt
I went to the funeral of my gun and everyone was crying, since he was dying

My wife gets back

My phone's been on do not disturb
They say my feature price is too absurd
You have to pay for everything in life
Even to share your own words
I mean

Shine

LA the Darkman

Heist of the Century

1998

player
And I'm tied to the mob like that gun, called Tommy
Shoot through your Armani, shoot at Guiliani
Shoot at Illuminati, fuck everbody, it's

and then they're taken from they siblings
So Jews can claim Jerusalem, and say it's still a Holy Land
Fuck that, oh the irony
Watching all these press

off
Remember any act of distrust strips a dead soul
I know it either way I wouldn't say so
Had to pay my dues to get back from the hard blow
This is not

I swear, I swear, you can't get it over me
Don't care, don't care, what these bitches want from me
This love, this love, nothing like it used to be

the way
For niggas that have something to say
At the end of the day
We run shit they running away
My life on display
Came a long way from just being okay
I

Ooh
Puffy
Ooh

I'm in the studio, mama callin' my phone and I no fi tell her say no holiday
She told me send me your location 'fore I pull up

action
Got my Jordans over birds
Lyrics for my ammunition
Get up off my turf
If I hear your say my name
You gon' learn to eat the dirt
We lit, We lit
Mario