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by the hour and looking back at our pics
Drunk as a bitch
Blacking out with a fucking bottle of whisk
Questioning how in the fuck did this get as bad

the foil

Always return through the turmoil

Fuckin' the beat up like Adam and Eve

Fuckin' up Jesus

Ugh, ugh

I cannot ease up

I am meant to beat the beat

a lot but still dropping them jewels
Talk tough on the internet trynna be cool
But niggas will tell like Tekashi will do
I'm in it to win it I'm not bout

the spot
I'm floating off lean with a bot
I'm loafing these fucking bands
Broke phene well thats your mans
Dope king well yes I am
Posing as a gangsta
Why

Sendin' flowers to your mama, bringin' the drama be the shit
Bringin' that thugsta, thugsta, thugsta, thugsta, gangsta shit

(Chorus)x2
We Creep, creep,

you every day
Please don't message me by the way
I just be channeling all my Anger
Use a beat and then I know its a banger
Skinny nigga claim to be

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no

the surface
No ion need no navigation
To know it's my turn
My mind be in too many places
Ease it when the gas burn
I earn my stripes just like a ref
Had to put

cheese
If they want beef, turn it Adam and Eve
'Cause we gon' be the only ones left that can breathe
I step like it's hopscotch
Pop like pop rocks
Paint

he sayin' he ain't gangsta, Terrence Williams
Tchouppa City Baby, got the hood goin' ape shit
Niggas false claimin' like they cool, hate that fake shit

made it flip
He be thinkin' that he gangsta, but I know that he a bitch
Brodie like, boy, you a trip, I'm like, nah, I keep it real
They don't like what

watchin' your six
My God will get you outta that pit
Get you legit
Ey, I'm free now
Got hit by the devil this the rebound
Gotta get back at him, gotta be

In the Hood

Bun B

Restless

2006

some motherfucking shit happen, man
It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment
And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature
Ay, Trae,

talkin' about, "Pray", how do a gangsta pray though?
Let me know

4 AM in the mornin', havin' a Perc' attack
Niggas been sendin' me threats so I got

at Kirby High
You first got ya phone
I used to walk you home
Made a few stops by my house
Cuz I had the key and I was all alone
She put my number in her

to load it
He talking all that hot shit
Point my glock and that bozo nigga is frozen
I could tell by the look in his eyes
Nah he's not gangsta he was just

would've had em
What we don't know is that it was
Eve and then it was Adam
And they gon hate me for that
But I'm flying high as Aladdin
And I told you
Moving

by the OG's in the 90's
(1900's Fine me)
Excuse me not bitches
I mean queens
Real pretty face gangsta mug on mean
Hmmm
You niggas wasn't built like

King of the Ghetto

Z-Ro

The Life of Joseph W. McVey

2004

a cold ass flow
Everytime he hit the studio, his beeper go off
He left the beef to get his cheese, by selling people that raw
With a pistol on his right

even lying to you
Girl I really want you
And by the way you look at me you want me to don't you
Don't eve try
Cause your eyes don't lie
Show you a whole

at the show that blew me, you would probably claim her
Put the pimpin' on the bitch you suckers oughta tame her
Blame me cause I turned her out she used to be

gangsta when you come for me 
But ain’t say shit to them niggas who took blood from me?
That don’t sound like blood to me
Family must be crippin
Musta fell

ain't even lying to you
Girl I really want you
And by the way you look at me you want me to don't you
Don't eve try
Cause your eyes don't lie
Show you

provided by the streets
So the ghetto gon' have a toast to us
And this is how it sounds
When them niggas we know be out of line
Homie I'm the truth
And I