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Aye yo Rest In Peace baby boy
My heart full of joy
When you left, it destroyed
All the stars to the void
My soul can't rejoice cause
I'm missing your

Rolling up 
Rolling up 
Rolling up
Rolling up
Man I miss me king Troy 
c real ass dude 
We had the same dream same views
cnd wild as fuck 
That boy was for

Floatin' through the clouds  
She said she was diggin' on my sound 
FN came with 100 rounds 
Good gas, we gon' smoke it by the pound  
Got this water

its no use
Still searching around but it cant be helped
I'm living my life all by myself
You're the one that I feel like I need
But I know you don't

that's gonna See me through
True
Gat you on my mind all day
Think it would be bliss if you Come way (oh yeah) Chilling by The sea side wavy are the tides

bout the struggle all throughout my ride

Media act like it's bad to be white
But painting black people as stereotypes
Beginnin' to think we should turn

Other niggas hate that
Next one only 8 tracks
Niggas know I ate tracks 
They fake black
I used to rock evisu with a bape hat, boy talk about a take back

big hun

Spend the cash, Tryna get me the N1
Dial on that Tick, Y'all can't hurt me, no
Tell that boy I'm the biggest dog, Give me the choice, I'm

Attached, im silent
I'm shootin that shit im violent,
Roll it up now, I smoke this grass,
Drive by and I'm shootin yo ass,
She be a treesha so I call her

with the mojo (mojo)
'cause I got a mouth of gold yo (gold yo)
(boy I got a mouth of gold!)
I ain't even playing, it's insane
Don't believe me?
Go

me through my plagues
Yet I'm complaining Lord I need her

What you doing baby
For the weekend
You should take some time away
And I can be your reason

fill it with a flow

Tryna run through that B, get left by the pole tho
Cappin' that, yeah, but that nigga just told her
Rappin' that, heppin' that,

even buyin that shit you spitting
Boy you better watch it, lot of bitches trippin
Niggas watch and hate and talk like drama women
I cant tell you shit

the weight 'til it's legalized
Interior, my hood like Syria
OG kush got my eye like Whitaker
Def Squad, Wu-Tang, we all kill it
This creed can't be built by

Intro
I'm going up right now
Like Lamborghini doors
A lot of n**gaz be out here speculating 
Tryna put two and two together
But they math and mathing

they know who that dude/light up this bitch when I feel uh need to/call-up my old bitch she still wit tha shits/cause she knows o boy from old nat can

that this album deserved to be crafted with the utmost respect
For both the history of the holiday
And the positive emotions that Christmas invokes in

the medic
Traumatized you be watching CBS boy
Grew up like the wire where them projects was a chessboard
When the war is on tell me who would really step

7ft Tall

Urban5

7ft Tall

2017

tell by the look up on your fuckin face (you a bitch) 
Boy you ain't never been late so let me demonstrate 
But I'm the one with the problems why you

that but it ain’t ever a match
I’m back on my NF shit, I’ll never be delicate
Sorry that I let you, nah fuck that proper etiquette
I told you that I’m

I ain't get it out the mud it came from solid concrete
The curb was for the punks so i was was always in the streets
Chunkin big B's up making money

been established
I’m jus tryna get to them rolls like a fat bitch
I be cut different you ain’t never seen this fabric
Cuz you niggas polyester im the rug

I sing
I just let it out flip the switch and let it flow
Inspired by these sounds, let's get rich to us you'll bow
This ain't no wave, stay for

and to all my niggas who been in the gutter

How we progress if we don't help each other?
Selfish minded put the blame on their boys
Shouldn't even tell