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shine
Forget them excuses I ran from mine
Never looked back by switch is stuck on grind
Full time hustle 365,  twenty four seven  or twenty five eight
You

the keys to the kingdom
Like my first name Asahd
I need interest on my M's
About 40 percent
By the time it was retro
I was before it exists
They gon call out

about him every night
Goddamn i miss him
On the flight when G died
I was handlin' bidness
They left my baby by the dishes
Blind him in the kitchen
Got

Rapping up a stewardess
First class, I am so new at this
Used to ride the metro
Now that shit is retro
Like the infrareds on my feet, baby let's go
Sinatra

by 
And seasons change 
The scenery gets old
It stays the same 
There's nothing in this town
But you and I
So baby pack your bags we leave

Ain't no fuckin' door for them
This is my shit
Hop up in the cockpit
She might wanna hit the tropics
I might take her to Boston
Tell her baby, you

the whip dressed in all black
That bitch wanna think that I'm racist
She look at my drip and she look at the clique
So baby don't flip I'm not basic
I'm

sayin' bye
That's right stand by
Cause we about to take flight
Not a 747
But the music and the mic
Rophone
Phone home
If you want someone waitin' baby
Go

How you doing
What's it gonna be
Better than what we left behind
Watch our grind
If you not my level mind
Please never mind
Do not speak to me
Talking

anything
You put your mind to
All you have to do
Is get off your backside
Get up and do something
Know who you are
Fulfill your destiny baby
I see my name in

Forget the shank, heard they said that, "Drill's dead"
Bit of mileage, rev and they're live instead
I don't know 'bout chattings, I grind instead

Listen

Planet Asia

Abrasions

2013

wanna be your friend
Baby, you gotta trust me...

[Khalid]
Aiyo I live by the rules, trust nothing in skirts
Cause with that big butt and a smile,

don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm

right now, rapping up a stewardess
First class, I am so new at this
Used to ride the metro, now that shit is retro
Like the infrareds on my feet, baby

on the crown
Pause that play got a man on the ground
Knock a man down, come back round
Hit man's face like killer background
Kid on that grind, making my ground

ambidextrous.
See your daddy should've told you being likable's infectious. 
No injection!
Here’s free game to take you from the baby to the man. (Man!)
Dont

rewind me
If we talking numbers I dont fuck with nine three 12
Fuck the model hoe go where u find peace
Ya aint what im on then u wont be by me
This bitch

the rookie that outraps the vets
I'm a lone wolf who's surrounded by pets
Y'all can't put me on a leash
I am a beast on these damn MP3s
Can't have the greatest

live
I'm gon' run up a check, yeah you know how we spend it
Back on my shit got my foot on they neck
Gotta show them lil niggas the grind gon' be endless

Happy Alone

Z-Ro

Meth

2011

look at my money, like it's not mitunkne yeah yeah
Homie I come from the street, live my life by the rules
If I owe ya I'm gon' get ya, might be ten

you still available
Privately miss yo body yo mind yo conversation yo
Humor yo persuasion yo
Grind is so insatiable
I had to practice patience
And I’d

Here We Go

Z-Ro

Crack [Chopped & Screwed]

2008

em on 12 comin' back 21
It's 80 sippers out the book, I move' em one by one
See my hands is fast, my cook game raw
I don't need no pyrex, gimme

"SHYNE ON" BABY A.K.A BIRDMAN FEAT. LIL' WAYNE:

Intro:  BIRDMAN- Yeah.... yeah... we goin go (we goin go).  Old school (old school).  you kno what

wanna seize them
I’ma call Otis to elevate me
Honduran migrants, baby boomers raised me
Work ethic, crazy, so well rounded they shaped me
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