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This whole year has got me stressed out
Things ain't feeling right since Kobe went to rest now
Bet it all on people that I thought would workout
This

give a cat less
Rather mack with a waitress than a actress
Three trees make a forest get a matchstick
Plus she feenin' on my Schnooty like an addict
When

the guys that wanna keep all of the people alive

I don't pray to a deity demons know gotta leave me be
They don't wanna see me free but I'm tapped into

please
I have a wife and a baby
I said hand over those keys
I saw that new Mercedes

Empty your account
Before I stab you in your mouth
Gimme all your

no cash, you don't wanna fuck with me
i burn churches like persons in the 3rd degree
with the strike of a match hit the gasoline
drop pills! drugs

by "the most"
I did it to escape my host
If I ever give into this shit I'll end up a ghost
Or cloth-less and homeless on a coast
I'd rather risk it all

a case, we got him out, he's free this year
Hope it don't happen to me this year
Know I'm aiming for that mill
I think its time I make it three this year

Soto about to pick up the slack
You could hold the auto tune
I don't need all that
The boy nasty with it
Rocking it raw, truly a dog
Captivated by my

the notary typing
In flows and in rhymes
That come moment by moment
Just open my mind
And that’s all I need
(It’s more blood in my brain
And the deeper I

a fuck that you don't like it, you paid by playing
You about to say some hatin' shit, shut up and save it
She be toppin' me, like her first name was Obi

But all the things that you did
I was shook
I had
But I told you

You said
By my side
Couldn't say goodbye
But,  you say so
Without wasting time
Yeah, I

do you do,
slap on this record watch the 2 by 2!

The kind of chaos that sound like fun,
got um on the run cuz we are the one mmmm.

street tainted,

thoroughly

Yeah
Hungry for the kitchen all day
Chef Escobar, the multi-race phenomenon
Fastin' fruity loops, beat Ramadan
God from the 615, live by

a fifth of that Coniac,
Hennessy got me gettin down from my ground/By myself
and I aint on my side of town /Fake niggas get nothin,keep
truckin ya best ta

The same
Can I come play in your game
Pop that ass and make some change
She said hold up nigga I'm not the same as all these other bitches on camera
She

the street lights weren't bright enough. 
Please know that we love you much.
This
This is a story
A testimony about a woman we all love.
This is the story.

surrounded By evil,
Distrust your own blood, Betrayal and Pain
I feel betrayed, Falsehood on all sides
By my side I have my counterpart
Full of lies like Yung

Yeah
(Three)
Tunzy Baby
Just know I ain't never plan on playing games with you niggas, on God
That nigga Tunzy did it
If you ain't talking money I

to business
My rap pernicious, miracles like this is something you have to witness
Some Blackalicious make you feel that way

Steady counting all my blessings

mile
She whisper ina me ears and hug me up tight
She seh a that's why a you get call all the while fi come .
Hook:
Give her the loving, she need your

knocks
All the loose talks
They tried to frame me
On something that I can’t be

It was a low blow
The pain na go slow
Lord, I’m your real gee
Take me where

ship our fish fry
Tea time no siesta thats how we get by
Messed up teeth until I motherbloomin' die

We came all this way now we on top
Ain't no one else

You say you throw but I'm bringing the pain
Nothing to gain
From eviscerating
All these fakes that be hating
I'm levels above them we are not equating

wet 'em up with these Jergens
Scat in the street almost skirt by the curb, but the lean in my cup had a lil nigga swervin'
We knew you wan' like that