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night
All night, all night
All night, all night

I-I've been chillin'
With the gang
Now they gone I'm by myself
Thinking bout you girl
You know sometimes

know how it is
I'm just keeping it real, dig?
'Cause if he anything like pops
He gon' take it to the top
And I'm gon' watch

When my son 
Is full

I'm stuck with watching someone claim your feelings that's furnished
And didn't know I was returning
And I can't help it's disturbing, now should I

by me or you feel fear
I'll continue dropping this fire like a heat flare
I just hate that every year has been 'this year'
I'm getting tired of staying

it show on your face 
The risk that I take to fill up the safe 
I Just beat a case my record erased 
Bought moma estate 
What more can I say

Use

What Ya Used To

Hit Boy

MMG Presents: Self Made, Vol. 3

show cold game
Tsunami all on these bitches, you niggas just make it rain
I'm taking trips to Japan, everything's stitched by the hand
My whole team

got this pandemic on and it's literally the least I can do

I get a cart and I commence to shopping
Turning down the cereal aisle, I see the entire face

I Ain't Havin' That

Heltah Skeltah

Magnum Force

1998

Stop the whole shit just to big up my newness 
(Now by all means) I do a show in New Orleans 
And get wit Bout It Bout It Mystikal (Starang we been

of the road with the tick tock of the question mark 
The sun passes over inner reflection of events gone by so i can step to my next void 

Without a little

just to see
These random n****s dig the dirt
We done been scared by the tragedies 
We just tryna get reimbursed 

Chorus:
My brothers (x5)
I love em (x5)

’m burning herbs by the oz like a fucking botanist
In a world I was cursed with a bottomless pit
Got rich off new technology
No algorithm ‘bout me
Kept it real

waiting but ain't patient
I might cry while making this
My heart been aching, I can’t save it
And my mind been aging quick
Head thinking everybody changed

I ain't lie when I said that I was busy
Why you trippin', just come through and we can see the city
So take it smooth, lemme ease that pain
Let me

even say "1,2" or give a mic check
Cause I can just grab it and whip it
A true MC can you dig it? When the rhyme flows, you sip it
Like drinking

’t forget gotta learn to forgive
Gotta look below the surface, its deeper ya dig

Everybody know my mind, yeah that’s what I get for thinkin’ out loud

What's on My Mind?

The Dayton Family

What's on My Mind?

leather player gloves
I think its mandatory every time I kill a scrub
Cause in Flint, they really really want me bad
Get some prints I can hear them yeah we

know he scared when the heards rebel
Dig a whole, it's your grave
And Andrei Sukhovetsky has already entered the realm of the dead
And I can't figure out

it's owed to me, 
there's no one that can spit it as cold as these, 
locked sewed like embroidery, 
spit flow like I'm not known to breathe, 
on some

of mind I call it hyperspace
I'm waving in and out through time I'm in a higher state
So when I show up early y'all can't say that I am kind of late

demons that give me paralysis
God on my side so he gives me some balancing
Dig myself deep but I gotta get out of it
This for the balance and this for

with loaded guns and those who dig
Rhetorical question: Can I Live?
Found the place of your final resting
Danced a jig fiddle under my chin
Pirouette

disease please heal me

Waited for too long waited by the door
I can't forget the place I'm going all alone
I'm walking in the rain at night 
I'm thinking

you know I got game
Water my wrist, it got left in the rain
Popping that pussy like popping Dusse
Run up a check and deposit today
I can't be doing no

look
Smith and Wess' on me, it's a showdown
Brought your boy static, roll hound
And it's only one Shyne in this part of town
Do you dig that like a gold