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Speedy (Yeah)
Run up the blues in the check, it's too easy
Blacked-out Suburbans drive by, he get queazy (Suburban)
Put up the deuce, nigga won't even see

honestly, I wouldn't call this living
Working till you die, knowing good and well, it won't make a difference
Barely getting by, desperately praying for

treat em
Pay em enough to feed em
To cheat em beat em and leave em
Won't put your ass on the curb
They'll just put your teeth there to eat em
Curb stomp

pride 
I’m no gonna lie 
Pop me a perk now I’m fried
Reminiscing bout the guys 
Free bando and ty

We was just tryna get by
You niggas trap to get high

He could touch me just a little
Get me dripping like a drizzle
Warm and fuzzy in the middle
When he make me smile and giggle
Holds my hand, but oh so

I'm still a savage at heart
Grab you by your palms, put you on your face
Ass up, legs down like you used to love it
Now you're letting somebody else

just do me (it’s all about me) 

Your baby daddy 
Always want to do me (uh oh) 

The shit I’m smoking on
Taste dewy (that green stuff) 

They say where’s

Wake up, it's not real
Getting a shot, just to feel
I'll be on a ship like a seal

No navy, no government they won't harm me
I had to get up out

through it
3 am when we would get into it
Mama cried like every night I didn't mean to do it
She just wanna know what I'm doin' but I don't tell her though

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah
I made it through the game and that’s just honestly my feelings
Cutting all my losing ties I’m counting

hear, "yo, how'd he do it?"
I did it - by being me
I'm silly and eccentric, I'm a Kyle, double B'd
A blessing and a curse that people usually like me

out, nigga, 
Ready to get with the shoot out. 
In the meanwhile, 
I still gotta make me some money to get by. 
Yeah, I thought to connect, and hooked

a stand, 
You can do it you are strong,
clthough you`re going through a storm,
 My God,
God the calmer for the storm, storm,
Wont last for long, 
 With God

is not assault
I wont get sober, not quitter
Cause' I relapse by default
But hey I know you had a bad day
I'll meet you halfway
Lalalalalalalalala

Hold up
All of this shit is by me
You got a nigga that''s making yo beats
You got a nigga thats writing yo songs
That's why me and niggas do not get

thoughts I know a lot won't get involved
But damn
The ones who do they got it and get it
Where's the table I'll head it
Gets a cross like a medic
Hunger bad

He's no outlaw, and he won't quick draw
For he despises violence
Take a fireside moon over your saloon
As he much prefers the silence
Pumpkin Cowboy

na wetin you do me so
This your love no dey lie no be Pinnochio
Till the end I'm with you and I won't let go
See for real my baby girl I won't let go

She was looking for love n I was just trying to link
She ain't prepared for the lifestyle or that pot in the sink
Ayo I met her on some random shit

She wasn't born anorexic, but nowadays she suffers,
Staring at these half-naked stars on magazine covers.
Feeling pressured by the public,
She only

the bread and kneading all the dough
Unless you are a baker do not come to me I need to let you know
And when I feel down, I see my soul has arisen

was nick
She gon see me at night
She like how I spit
She like how I write
She like how I talk
She loving my songs
Right by my side
She can’t do no wrong

all we know how to do is count by the dozen, all these bitches callin' on
My motherfuckin' phone, they blowin' on my dick like a fuckin' trombone, Handy

my life i spent cruising by
Now its time to ride
Gang Gang
Fuck it family y'all all it for me
Same thing
Don't gotta be blood to be on my tree
Just