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difference how you get it
When you're rakin' in a few bob

Hey Hustler
Shoutin' down the line
Hey Hustler
Got a simple mind
Does it get you into places
Where

fucked em up and now he tucked but he don't got no jersey
Why you send a flunkie when it's up boy we ain't Neva worried
I don't got no manners for a slut

Will you be my ride or die, ride or di
Swear you got me jogging like I'm running outta time
I'll go Johnny cash for you, yeah I'll walk the line

Momma

Ghostface Killah

Fishscale [Clean]

2006

or the bad times (I got love for you)
The stress and the heart aches (so much love for you)

It's not ya momma fault
It's ya fathers fault
It's your

got molested 
By the pastor and Jesus didn't protect it 
His rap dreams didn't deflect it 
When that bullet hit his midsection 
We was just kids 
Now

your life

Oh you fuck with the kid, just go hit the follow
Got all different types, I be fucking a lot Got a whole lot of trips, travel a lot
Or they

like I'm Copperfield
Nigga purping, get his father killed
Running up bread like I'm Bob the Build
I don't do kids, but watch 'em still
You walk with 13,

brain
I'll just slide shorty the 40 suck it away
You got something to say
Bout how I spend my days
Taking liquor to the face I know my bills not paid

[devil] Ah-hahahaha
[Sticky] Yo I feel like the walls is closin in on me man!
[devil] Ay, I am Stress
[Sticky] Buggin man.. ARRRRGH!
[devil] Yeah, I got you

I said RIP the old me
Yall don't even know me
RIP the old me
Yall should get to know me
Only God can judge me
Heavenly Father you're above me
Jesus

self-deception (Fucking self-deception)
You don't even have what Rocky had by using OG Beeper
Fuck justifications (Fuck, fuck)
I'm into hip-hop, I grew up

Wanna cuff nigga you worse than the cops
Bitch kick rocks
Surrounded by dragons no Amelia Clarke
They strap with that iron man Tony Stark
We don't be

it to the street you cant face me
Bitch you are weak playin hide n seek
Boi bob and weave or you gonna get hurt
Bitch boi roll up your sleeves put in

gotta go for it
(Got you're Virgo on my pinky ring)
These are memories you gave me in other words lyrics you're supplying
You've become like folklore I

the sour in a dutch
And take purp out the jar
Let me tell you something
Like tip
First she hit the club with you
Now she want be by me
Let me tell you
All

these drums
You're the reason I hear a beat and tap my feet and bob my head
And do a nice lil hum like
Hmmm hmmm
My first memories of music make me think

and you wonder why their flows so old
You got wack A&Rs tryna test my temper
And you wonder why these kids on benders
No direction, you gone so tender
But

This feeling that I got right now hope it's not momentary
The thought of losing you right now to me is really scary
The feelings that I have for you

You should know I bleed Blue, but I aint a crip tho, 
 But I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my click though, 
 Welcome to the melting pot, 
 Corners

I'm feeling down I count up them blues
Shootin movies Tom cruise
You don't get to pick and choose
Guess I'm livin' who is you
Broke my heart, split in

wanna get to know you and I know you antisocial
But I got the urge to know you and I swear my shit's in place
Fuck what they think of me I'm in my space

Son there are 2 types of people in this here world
Those that have the vaccine and those that is crazy
You still haven't got the jab so let's have

me
Be a leader not a follower
To your kids be a father
If you trap get a chopper
Momma told me there will be days like this
Got of my ass went

Fighting for people who got they hopes down
Hoping they feel they can do more now
They got kids who wanna grow now
Them killing my people bringing my