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these lines gon last forever my nigga
Cuz they bold but they still know we got the pressure to bend em
My impression on the dealer led to millions lil one

by myself 
I ain't need nobody help
Now I'm just flexing my wealth
Jewelry all my shelf 
Monograms on my belt
Closet full of YSL
Bitch badder than yo

You really ain't about to type
1000 dollar adidas
You ain't about the stripes
Crying like a lil baby
And that's gon get you wiped
My bro do call of duty

brakes aint drifting
I cant take no brakes get paid by the gram fuck minimum wage only time i sleep
In jail or the grave im just trying to dodge a felony

popped by dat boy leek
New fendi sheets just to fuck on my bitch
Trigger finger nigga don't need a switch
No stock on the choppa I like how it kick
Hit it

against the Father and Lord
They be screaming, balla dolla all y'all follow my wall
Fame ain't worth it if you have to compromise for it all
That's it,

deals
Didn’t want to be rude so I kept my feels

FOR REAL THO, HEY?!
Thinking what to say
Knew what was coming but I looked the other way
CO-WORKER BY

relations keep on cutting ties
Too scared of gettin' played so by the bag how I abide
Pent up anger I'm seeing red like it's blood in my eyes
Till I got in my

loadin
But it sound like war we we cause commotion
Tell them I can't let my time go to waste
I'm gettin' that money, I need to get paid

I gotta get up,

tell you now that I've paid dues
And played moves that caved through
Left shattered when I came to
I never hung out with a fake crew
Give me a stage

On top I miss those vibes
Having the time of my life, player shit
I didn't throw no bread at the booty club, still surrounded by swoops
I don't even think

a different route
Come by yourself, don't bring your mutts, I don't really know your dawgs
I'm cuttin' peoples hands off, they'll never see my paw
I run

Mic check I just wanna make sure this mic sounds ok cause Ineed to make sure my people are OK
Aye yo Kea can you sing this song for me
Make sure they

Catch In cnd Get It
They Look ct My Weed Under Stash It Lil Niggas They Don't Got The Passion Forget It
I Just Gottah Feed From MY Passion Lil Winners We

Listened to his tape, this lil' n**** used to sound like cake
Maybe I'm just killin', maybe he just snitchin'

See a whole lot different when my sales

The saga not gon' stop by definition - young author got a
Pen and documented how he was made in his father's image
This lil' knockoff Basquiat's still not

(GOAT)
Yeah I'm calm, I'm still a tickin' bomb, I'ma blow
Got the world sittin' in my palms, drop the lo'
How much I paid? Got too many charms, I don't

to pull up with a full clip, fuck this, don't talk, just drive
Now it's all alright when I'm out here, down beer when it's by my side
In the CBD, in , don't

you ain't listening
Too many egos filling the heads
So I stopped paying it mind
Concentrated on mines
Cus just like Lil Rob, homes I'm barely getting by

even gone lie
Cause I ain't been popping my shit like I can pop my shit, remind myself that I'm fly
I been trying to get a lil piece of the pie
Done

options did I have when the last train said all aboard or keep walking
Forget it, it's time to get this money
Dues been paid, and damn it's bloody
Think

I what that look like 
cll u gotta do was come by

In the partments 
We moved to willow arms 
My parents was teaching
Money was hard to come by 
Mom

doing the most
Always in traffic I never can post
Really plugged in get a load by the coast
My love is a drug make that girl overdose
They pay me to be

Midnight Thud

R.A. the Rugged Man

Die, Rugged Man, Die

2004

and even lasting a year
Yeah I made my mistakes, yeah I paid my dues
Hated by blacks, made enemies with jews
I was 7 years ahead of my time in '92
I said