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you
Gonna stand by your people

It seems like the streets keep calling me
I'm just a fiend for my hood
Crooked police keep they eyes on me
But I won't

randy moss survival of the fittest I was raised around dogs get that money by any means necessary or life can get scary Bloody Mary Bloody Mary this

consumed by my music that I feel lifeless
Introspective on a record they won't listen to it
Everything I give is making me dream until I'm lucid
Mind gone so

on the table, scale by the dirty dishes

Yuh

Couple plays in my phone and some freaky hoes talkin' bout they tryna get it on
(What they talking bout n****)

Yuh

different but he disregard it
Shoulda stayed in his lane
Curiosity brought him to the darkness
Had a bad trip, tweaking by the corner store
Psych ward
After

vampires around every corner just waiting for their bloodlust chance
Too many dreamers feel compelled to hover, they just want to get in your pants
Too few

I met an older girl the other day
She was standing in the corner drinking champagne
She had sugar plum lips
And a body like an hourglass
Ah Ah
She

sleep yea you know that I've been around
I don't play unless Its for keeps this ain't the playground
But you can get me by the old tree, just me
Hoping

These streets don’t have much to show
They’re just where I got my heart broke
Your face around the corner
Every time I take one step or four

mean business mothafucka I intimidate the whole room already
A glance at ya stance make you drip a sweat fountain
Turn around and look upon me from

Around the corner,
That's where I'll be,
Trying to find,
What death breeds.

The night was strutting,
On down the street,
Heaven was calling,
But

than tissue
It's over, watch when I get you
Slide and clockin' my victim
Loaded, cockin' my pistol
Ain't no cop in my mirror
So I poke around the corner

quickly to open doors
While we don't know, what lies behind, until we meet contracts
To work for a light skin, for a minimal wage
Damn!
Too many corners, we

through a warehouse
Hit the lights and the engine so
They don’t know our whereabouts
Just around the corner was a
Bridge out of the city no cops in sight
Me

going on?
I been smoking on the gas, dog
What's going on?

Lied to by my homie bitch, dog
What's goin' on?
Fuck the world and let 'em die slow
I'm blowin'

Possession no discretion look up
At the night sky
The cold wind blows as these crows fly by
Creaks at every corner I wonder
Who it could be?
Look outside your

around here tryna be somethin'
Out yourself, by doin' evil shit see, that's
Why you ain't gon' be shit, nigga! You
Over here, hittin' licks
Talkin' bout

around the world they
Believe in it though
I be livin’ all the shit
They be dreamin’ at home
Like woah woah woah, get a load of this guy
Talkin’ bout their

his home
Next to the water hoes
Around the corner from the
Enchiladas and the tacos
And Im not saying a niggas a racist
But he sucking hitler dick, nazi

daily
That's addiction when he left the house
Grab the shit I cooked from out the kitchen
When my sister served that eight ball
I was around the corner

gets old
You stood on the corner for a long time
People passin' by you gave
You nickels and dimes
They think you're one of the nameless
'Cause you got no

it to bro even though
I don't feel like passin'

Bro on the corner catchin' plays
Darrelle Revis (Play that shit in the house)
Eyes in the back of my

the choir
Leave the scene hitting cuts change into different attire

Hit the gas around the corner pull over and switch the plates
Heard your boyfriend crazy

around the corner
couldn ́t believe his eyes as the puzzle shows his good Norma
since her death he felt nothing but sorrow and was waiting for his