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a Tropical Stunna
I'm a Tropical Stunna
Got ganja
The grass in my grabba
Chale Roll Up
I'm a Tropical Stunna
Hollup, need my medicine
Make I light it up Thomas

moving so god damn fast
Everything's moving so god damn fast, yeah
Everything's moving so god damn fast

Hey Mat
I'm glad that you're doing just fine I

green, all I'm eating is spinach
Twenty-five like a young Vince Carter
The world pissed off, now that Trump's in office
So I double my investment

I'm mostly surrounded by apes, gorillas
Out of a broken home so
They label us hateful niggas
Never take a nation of mills
It takes a killer

scared of anybody
Bitch I ain't got a penny on me
I done had so many try me
I swear I got fire on me
I been chased and beat down by the 12
I ain't worried

me
Hey it's me baby
Fucked her at 2 then I left by 3
Heard you had a man's that's fine with me
But when i'm in the studio don't fuck with me
Cause i'm

coupe

I got homies trapped in cells
I got homies down in hell
I got homies I can't talk about
I've left homies by themselves 

Let's keep it a 100
Im

away)

Am I really alive
Am I really, so sure
Don't be worried by me
Don't be worried, I'll get over it

Before I lose myself
(Can I die in your arms)

when it's pressure homie
I'm boss you kno I been that
Ima boss lil hoe I been that
You can't get a check from checking on
So bitch just mind yo business

They ask me how I'm doing I say plenty fine
I been through these lows like one too many times
My niggas worried that we running out of time
I say

I’m staring in the mirror with the legends and the greats 
Didn’t understand it but they told me that its fate
The universe has spoken so I guess it’s

that breesh we get that paper
Sometimes these blessing aren't given gotta take them
Don't be worried bout me I know where I'm headed
I wish fore they

Way Back Home

Shaggy

Midnite Lover

1997

got to be
By my side at all times
Say a man got to do what a man got to do
I got a dream baby and I got to follow my dream
You know what I'm saying

I'm Scared

Burton Cummings

Up Close and Alone

1997

will toward men
And even sleepin' in heavenly peace
Stopped by to see Saint Thomas
On a cold and dreary New York afternoon
Something in the air was

see it every time that I wake up
Got no time for drama, save that for your momma cause all I'm worried about is paper

'Nd I'm not a baker but I wanna

We Celebrate

Kid Capri

The Big Doe Rehab

2007

to celebrate) We bout to have a good year

[Ghostface Killah (Cocoa Channelle)]
Na-na-na-na-nah, you can't catch me
I'm out like Thomas in, in a five-fifty

Aye
Aye
I'm solo like chewies best friend
Remember back when we were on Hubbard st by the west end
Mixing honey with the tea right before eating

y'all niggas pussy
So I let y'all have it 

She suck me so sloppy that bitch she savage 
I'm gone get a rari and pull up in traffic 
Attracting these

not for off types, tune em out like woah
I don't hear the HOE, Van Gogh
All Van Gogh, if thrown I diss by flow
I'm a threat to the guys in the hate clan

Been thinking on things I can't change
And changing my head to believe that we're the same
Simple things just don't come my way
So I'm leaving town

& deliver what I’m promising
By how they’re commenting I know they’re Thomas-ing, doubting
Even with my mountain of accomplishing
I’m rare like

so important here
Let me calm it down cause I'm wilding
Y'all know I'm hot like topic
Tell me how do you play it by the book
When life is
More or less

I drip like I'm sponsored by Fiji
Pop out off white like Jeezy
Bitches be flirtin' whenever they see me
Same hoes, they used to delete me
Now you

Givin' rapper the big hurt like Frank Thomas
I hit home runs, you don't hit that many
Only grand slam you ever had was at Denny's
I spit so sick I can make