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Yeah as we continue to catch this tempo I need y'all to all
Hold hands, bow your heads, say a prayer man
Lil deezy killin shit man
Savagery coming

the rastas blowing some Trees
I gotta say I'm impressed with the fiends in the streets
Making paper trials, making deals just tryna eat
Then take it home, back

when I blow up, I'm not gon' be the only one that wins
They wanna know where I'm at, in the streets, bucked up
He told me he wanna fight, told lil' bruh

when I blow up, I'm not gon' be the only one that wins
They wanna know where I'm at, in the streets, bucked up
He told me he wanna fight, told lil' bruh

'm talking church to the streets and the world.
I'm out to reach every little boy and lil  girl.
Man, I'm all up in your hood, out up on your block.
We making

steppin' down from his throne
I'll rule the inferno that dumb nigga won't
And if he don't step down
Bullet to his dome
But I know I got God by my side

thoughts ima win this
An thoughts of whats in this
The worlds games the 13 families play
We surrounded by the hate
Only JOY i create yet past knowledge for

listen up
Its not all about the tender
Just that sweet surrender
Take advice from this lil birdie
(I’m not trying to sound wordy )
You don’t need clergy

Here Fly Come

Playa Fly

Fly2K

and get away from me
But boy you know I'm coming
I comprehend what you sending
So Flizy coming, gunnin
And I'm not gunning around ya
I got plans on hitting

your prayers through the ceiling we can't be saved by no church
We let the drugs take the pain away I can't deal with the hurt
Aye homie you can't relate

white America
I gotta spill the tea
Took us from our land
Splitting up our families
Back in Africa
We probably came from royalty
Biggest forced migration

homies are turning 40
Straight out of Tau Street line 2 niggas I'm they lil' shorty
Me love prison ex-convicts
Type to get it out your pocket
Always

Creepin'

Z-Ro

Z-Ro Tolerance

2004

one, it's gonna be hard to be takin me off the map
Determine the real ones from the fake ones, by the way they give me dap
Beg your pardon, if you

up, we ghetto n****
Put the trash bag in the sink
Growing up I heard the greats
Which was what inspired me
2008
Lil Wayne was what kept me out

gone fuck no thot
What you know about that fucking struggle sleeping on the Cott
I'm a man all by myself i hope my daddy rot
Bitch we sliding on you

on the prize lil nigga I don't blink
By next year body covered in ink 
Money and power those big two things 
I don't need yo respect I don't care what you think

just to be praying with
And I don't cook but come up in my grill and ill fillet a fish
Grab a drink and make a dish tell me what's your favorite
Just

Twenty ps is in the living room
Yeah uhn yeah hold up oh ain't even gotta put it on the scale
You know what it is
One here comes the two to the three

livin' day by day
Good smoke make me contemplate
The cartel, they never be late

What if you know family's few
Lil Jon, I'm an active fool
In the streets

some heat
I ain't in the industry, that's cause I be out in the streets
Came up off the alphabet, started with a Q and P
Still tryna move these LBs

learned from me
No shut your mouth 'cause talk is cheap

La, la la, la la, la la, la la, la la
La, la la, la la, la la, la la, la 

Well I stood in

genius
This that by the river demon
No she ain't the navy
But she eat the seman
From back shawty shake she anemic
When we finish shawty
Like she dont need

We love you Perc
You ain't got to fight no switch try to fight this A.R.P
Big Don hoe I'm PLB make her do what I want bitch rubbing my feet
Bitch try

the Benz
Hallows get to spitting lil nigga don’t try to make amends
Jewelry all around my fucking neck I like the way they dance
Something bout the way that