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I'd do a lot to get this off my mind for good

I missed my ride, can I still correct the course?
I said I'm fine when they saw me at my worst
I made

top off ain’t no door
Front seat me got three whore
With their tops off, top for me in-store
Suburban Snoop what they call me
There’s a reason for it 

Nigga rockin' city boy with it
Tampa State of mind he was all the way high 
Selling Jays by the O with Ms. All The Way Live!

Bring it back real rap let

my niggas they gone ball too
Put it on the skate right step on it before you get it off
And we living by the code
Shit solid can't ever fold
Got

time Imma give you the best
Hypnotized by my body you can tell that I’m blessed
Give me the bag hella cash while you throwin that check
(Look)
Bitches

Can't see me with jesus lenses
Pop out the cut jeeper creepers and friends
Cuz in the a g fina leak
I'm off the z fina sleep
She wanna freak and get

a giant.. I’m on the run from n!**@z who don’t know how to act.. I’m out here dodging bi**hes that’s always on my back.. I’m out here bending corners to get

Let a limb off, your pen off your bars
You can hear and go snitch to
Get back at the shooter
Means everything to a G
You a 'Baby boy', Jody
Stay

MY SAME CREW
ROCKING IT OFF
FEEZI. ON THE BEAT
DIX ON THE MIX ,DISS MADE THE VISUALS MASTERPIECES
ON THE HOOK ExstaZ KEEPING IT CLASSY
YOU KNOW HOW WE

quitting
Spending hella hours trying to pick 'em up
Looking back, I wasted my time
Going at the boy over hit 'em up
I was just trying to get attention
By

Flexing (8x) I’m hitting the front and I’m flexing, I’m dropping the Top and I’m flexing
When I fucking you know I be flexing, new charm
Around my

Who's the Man

ABN

Gangstas and Hustlers

2010

to fuckin set me up - to get my ass jacked
But they don't know about Joseph Wayne
Physco path gangsta slash solider mayne
He's rides on niggas and disguise

a lawyer I got my producer
His name is Zack he goes by Z
 Zacks mind or DMP
JAVI is Professor X Zacks Professor Z 
What does that make me
Im the C O D Y

never gon' show me my worth
Because they know I'm not gonna lose, huh
I can get bitches and rap by my self, yeah
They know that I don't need a group, huh

Yeah

Tired of walking contradictions
Spitting fiction like its wisdom
If I invest to ingest
I'll get upset by what they're missing
Three daughters

busy doing numbers
Came a long way off the corner, ain't no label could persuade me
I'm in New York ridin' in a foreign feelin' just like Jay-Z
Double

is a wheel
Well I'll 4 by 4 drive Michelin tyre them
Nah you don’t want it
With that Westwood Ghetts
Stoney on my head top, MCs ganging up
Spin 'em all

tryna diss
But it feels like you kissin' me soft on the cheek
Fuck it though, talkin' is cheap
I'ma get you motherfuckers when I'm off on my leash

I'm

YA YA YA(YA YA YA)
LET ME GET THiiZ SHYTE STARTED MAN(GET THiiZ SHYTE STARTED MAN)
iiF THEREZ GOiiN B A PARTY MAN
LET ME GET THiiZ SHYTE STARTED(GET

I know you heard me the first time, now I'm reaching for the led
Imma level up and spin the block, you might get shot in the leg
Walkin wit a limp

the realest
Raised by drug dealers, killers and fearless n*****
Everybody knows that I’ve lost my freaken marbles
The only dude with eight different mother

it off
This beat I set it off
Fireworks I let it fall
Then I take yo' girl right to my crib and she gon' get it off
Y'all really soft
Tempurpedic
I'm

high, I pray thanking for the cross
I always try my best but my best ain't enough
It's crazy how I'm learning lessons off the ones I taught
It's crazy how

I get money a lot
Please don't come to the spot
If are not throwing no top
My team full of shooters
They only want ya madula
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