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possum, like winter jasmine we blossom
Standing stronger united by our desire and defiance
I've seen over the horizon
My people are out of hiding
And we

the corner
I’m going straight to the check
Then throw some ones on a bitch
Like a baby I’m making a mess
You can make it, it just take some steps
Cut

for the projects (One time)
Way before social media
You had to make a stop by the shop
To know the latest even if you ain't need a cut
We took heed

good
Fantasized about staying with you
I winded up with reality checks
You killed me
You killed me good
Cut me open rip me to pieces
It was just a game

Niggas in silence
Kill all these niggas in silence
Yes I'm bout that
And I love violence
I can write my checks
In violence
(Facts)
And I still get a bitch

in the net
A Runnin’ Man getting stalked by the whole fuckin’ Met
It’s all a struggle when you juggle no time to pause
Whether you’re serving up rock

fame
Just to find out in the end they forget your name
Live by the code
Nothing coming slow
Money you can’t fold (Make)
Perfect money phone
Don’t tell me

up
Should of kept their mouth shut
But now they're mine
In this world of disorder
Reinventing law and order
By leaving corpses odors
And if you wanna

Been a long day, I'm
Trying to put my feet up
Ball the whole game
Ain't no way to beat us
Gotta be strategic
If you gone defeat us
Take a deep cut

trying to get my cut
throwing dollar bills girl mo that butt

Bank account lit getting plenty toys
when i'm in the spot  better make some noise
turn

wanna cut you off I wanna never speak
If that's a road I go down can I change my mind and leave
You said that
"You can't always get what you want" but if

out by the lifestyle
I'll come to you and I'll solve them
If it means that I gotta' cut 'em off
If it means that I gotta' rub 'em off in the wrong way

love to bark a lot
Never left her crib without her pit bull and her rot
Said Let me grab my groceries out the back, almost forgot
He said you look

can't stand that
Some niggas cut me off cause I ain't kissin they ass
You supposed to be my dawg, thought we was better than that
I would've went to war

day you'll live in, where all your dreams are

Cut the check, pay the bills 'til you're dead and 
Maybe you can have some fun near the end, oh 
Feels

Two-by-fours waiting to be cut to size
White hairs in the Rosh Yeshiva's beard
Spackle just waiting to be shmeared
Of course this is all a metaphor
Because we're

forgive me
Sipping on this lean medicate by myself now
Signed me a deal I gotta walk around with vest now
Gang in the cut he always got it on em tech now

forgive me
Sipping on this lean medicate by myself now
Signed me a deal I gotta walk around with vest now
Gang in the cut he always got it on em tech now

Cause You've been sport hurt
You're been hurt by friends
But does that mean you cut off every friend up to the end
Does that mean you won't play any sport

Hello
What's up dad
Man, nothing much, I was just calling just to check up on you, see how you're holding up
Man, I appreciate it, for sure, for sure

saver (yeah)
'cause she can't roll and she need a blunt 
And don't even like paper (don't even want it)
So sharp I'm like razor (cut it)
Cutting up my

Tilling tumours and follies
Desperately wandering
Through the dark tunnels
Of the bone box
Then, submitting
I chose to drown
In the ashes of my dreams
When

on
The little heads
- Cut off -
Spread ripe on the lawn
We had no mother
So we're taking turns
In being her
You have visiting my dreams
Leaving to snow
Through

it goes
Lemme cut u out my circle for it get out of control (oh oh ew ohhh)
U know dey gone hate u soon as u make it maaaake it
Oh oh ew woa
I know u