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in my hands, y’all should be nervous 
And I was being courteous just by waiting this long 
I manifest what’s in my verses, put my faith in these songs

fuck a co-defendant
Play the part like he real but I still see the hoe in niggaz
Had to get it by myself I can’t let you hold me nigga
Said he did it off

a case like nfa
How can a girl be rude a dead like loski said
She  Bad gyal you won't have her home by 10
With bad man wicked have to the skeng
Give d

love jones
To forget the pain, sipping cups full of strong. Then bury bone in a bitch if I get her home alone.
No Production Of My Environment. It's

It's been a long time coming, and I'm on my way up
Makin something out of nothing, just tryna get my cake up
I make music for the day ones, not

of my niggas behind
Ay, they act like hoes now, bitch I'm on the road getting bows now
You moving way to fast little bro you need to slow down
And I'm

and pimpin
I'm actin to different
Im way up outta town
Nigga
All I see is frowns
Niggas
Bet you didn't know that
Yo hate is a co-sign
Ya bish keep on textin

alone and yo CO extortin wit cell phones on a tier where they don't shed tears or go home word to Chuck D and filed tooth brushes that turn razors where

Shit
It'll all be over
So let the fucking tears fall
I been crying to motherfucking long
And in this song
I show my life through a sitcom
I been

the corner and they playing me out in Turkey
She a bird I can tell by the way that she keep my phone chirping
Imma get her up in dat room late night and she

Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust

respectful to the ladies
And be conscious of the woman that you choose to have your baby
It don’t matter what color she is long as she make you happy
By any

of every place we 'bout to eat on, we on, man
What the fuck is it, really?
Came a long way from takin' two trains to the city
Two chains to the tity,

on the floor of my house.
In that room, eight years old…
Was with you, all alone
Crying out “Father GOD, can’t wait to get back home.”

Written by Auburn,
Co

the day go
Pompeii flow the way these plays go
Might make ya halo blow
Young niggas maximizing profits getting paid to show
I tell 'em keep maneuvers

barely hold on, but it's time to be strong

Kissed my mother, said I love her, then I told her so long,
It's time to go home, take your place upon your

a plug and I won't turn him down
Shit ain't always what it seems you gotta pay attention
Me and Co we want grammies did I forget to mention
All them long

down by the ones I've trusted
How can I believe there's justice
Every time I thought man fuck this
In here I've never known what luck is
Go through

Boys Like Us

Heartland

I Loved Her First

2006

on that old mans list
And half way home he was shaking his fist
Cussing that cloud of dust and boys like us

Boys like us are misunderstood
A little

cashing diplomas
That's no disrespect to my niggas back on home on them papers
Get it all, congratulations, you earned it
Moment of silence for y'all,

the grind besides that 
This my life soundtrack with my raps 
Recorded, rapped & written by yours truly 
You and me are the stars of this short movie 
You my

head, a crown of what I've found
Wood shIeld, 4 Inches all the way around
A long dagger, blue hue, used to drown my enemIes In energy
They stagger, down

bitch a C.O., and I told her if she play the horse, i'll give her allowance...

I got some niggas that ain't coming home, they say life give you lemons,

Law I'm ready to break the law and
Fully prepared for war I'm taking no days off
You betting against the odds The realest against y'all
No way you