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blow or not
You gon' come to the show or not
Why you postin' that chain? I know you got
He tryna crash out by the hoe or thot
She do dicks for a living,

That's why we live and learn

Can't throw a rock and hide your hand
That's how bridges earn
Can't rush no love, so I'm like a game
You gotta wait your turn

Rocking all night long I gotta go hard
Every single time on the track
My jams can never be wack
I'm inspired by all the best rappers
The best producers man,

Ferrero balls.
How disappointing.
Summer sport stars swim in cash, they live a life so sweet
There are TV channels just for them, plus one for Thorpie's

Won't you meet me in the middle
Won't you meet me in the middle

I long to be free,
For new eyes to see
To live in and not just survive a moment

Playground
You might get lost and not found
By the players and the pimps and the vultures and hounds
Shots in the back lot of my building somebody's

wife long before he met Christ
I was there a couple times having coffee by his house
But I don't think it counts when he says he's changed now
While he

deny
Cook a op now he pan fried
They want me to stop but I can't die
They all waiting on my drop, tell em' stand by
Keep it solid as a rock you a land

Live your life to the fullest any time it could be your last second
Anytime a opp could slide on you hollering out what you repping
You could stay up

And we done lost the realest
It's been years and we still feel it
On this road to the riches
On this road to the riches
Long live my woedai them

on the lac
I be thinkin' bout that shit every day up to my bed
So much shit up in my head, I won't speak, that's just me
For so long, my problems, they would

Yea I'm fucked up but my diamonds are flawless
Menace for real, where we stay we live lawless
I'm gettin' off trees like the middle of August
I got

the destiny shoots me to death

Nights are long and days are cold
Whitout you by my side, I fall
I think it's time for me to go

I'm sorry, so sorry
For all

nigga can't take a step in my shoes
Keep it solo, don't rock with the crews
I done came a long way from the booze
Still getting bitches by the twos

Certi' got me in that mode, you hear

Shittyboyz, Dog Shit Militia
Long live $cam
You tripped, Certi'

Crooked smile don't need no dentist
Long as I live got a be the realest
Get a bag put it right on my wrist
Get fitted I don't need a stylist
Yeah I'm wit

to do something '
Niggas assed out and wont try, bro lost control, doin' the dash
Shit, fuck me up, he ain't alive
That shit corny how he died, long live

playin violins, violence was too often
I know im wilin, now they see they cannot stop him
I been hungry, so low i might rob em
Ya been off the hook so long

forgive me for my sinful ways
Jus know i been down so long i forgot how to pray
And I'll be damned if I lose my name

Just know that I'll be down
If I lose

a sign
Afraid to fall into the brine
There's rocks all in these waters
Surrounded by ruthless marauders

Sitting on your hands, doing nothing
A nation in

face they want to Swatch 
Want van cleef don’t want to talk. 

Im Vinny do you live under a rock?
Crash the doors don’t need to knock 
Im the key

I'm frightening, bitch I'm top dog
I don't give a fuck about a pigs law
I live by my morals I don't get caught
Couldn't give a fuck if I'm a big shot

Running out of options
Went and lost my soul
It's a bitter sweet symphony
Like the verve sang long ago
How'm i gonna break this?
Headlock wrapped

Every scene directed connected
I'm tryna view life
Try to send a message it's deflected
Cuz I'm too hype
Too live
Trap myself by going hard
Three states