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(Ether yeah)

Call me King Ether

It's ok I don't know me either

but I know that he royal when the beat starts

Plant seeds in the soil and the weed

call from bae as well
Home soon, make sure it's warm

Remember them man there try throw it
And gassed their works, they felt like poet (uh)
.44

New face on the block, so I get all the cock
Silky Slim is what they call me, 'cuz I'm so low key
When y'all niggas in my town, nigga, hoes on me, for

These niggas know home I'm comin' (yeah)
Swing yo' block, and crack it, yeah (uh-huh)
These niggas die by the dust
No therapy, I'm takin' meds (uh-huh)

get off my dick
But you wanted some feedback
If you don't fuck with it then get out off my face so
Give me my space or don't call at all
This is my

face
Peep all my wounds, wide and they bearing no teeth, begging to speak
Don't hear a sound, except for the grandfather clock, ticking in me
Is it

in your faces

God hasn't so I can't sit with bullshit
All these animals stand in
Preach for attention and not morales to practice
What you call that

Bicycle thief reformed
I used to post up outside the convenience store
Life's a joke rest in peace to Norm
Just call when you're here don't beep

Lifes a bitch isn't it
Never know when you gon go
Shits dangerous
Make sure she stay at home
Praying you ain't gotta use it
Know if you have to you

L's, showin' love to the bells
Only go when the corn gets warm (beat it)
Phone call from bae as well
Home soon, make sure it's warm

Remember them

You're all I had (I miss you, Rose), you're all I had
At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself, talking to the moon

Fuck on a bitch,

want to be a Mrs by the time I'm 28
Brother John said the lord said his wife is me
But that vision is for only his eyes to see
I want a man that is

feelings, put them right in my locker
Look at my chain, what should I call it?
Folks ain't happy I dropped out of college
Told them I'm sorry, but the bag

And chip me

Dreams of riding in a Bentley 
Tryna make that shit reality 
Tired of working fuccing jobs
Getting hated by the faculty
Wanna live my life,

Jesus rose defeated death
My home is not in this world I got a new address
I am saved by grace through faith and nothing less
I can't wait to see His

don't panic
I can't lie I'm a sucker for a pretty face
Bad B, thick thighs and a mini waist
When she needs that loving
I can hear it from her tone
I call

Eehhh-hkdollarsign
Da-beat hehe
eehhhh Shokination
Bro no resting ooo
heheh nssss ok

Bolingo no be home
Iseeee iwaaaa
Nime ogbe no dey jonse
Oh

Hit Me Where It Hurts

Hi-C

The Hi-Life Hustle

2003

came home like damn, who's shoe?
I wear a 9 and a 1/2, this a 13
The neighbors downstairs used to hear her scream
She did the dirty do-low, ho you ain't

to even try and change my mind
So I hate you more than anything, I need you out my life
It will fade away by day by day but stuck in back of mind

I need

when
People call us

I'm Roger Sterling, man about town
Booze, sex, lies, two ex-wives down
I never was faithful, I never was home
Maybe that's now why

no
I couldn't go
I knew in my heart
That you was
The one I had to hold
I was mad at myself
I had to know
But only time would tell
A year passed by
What

everything I drop hits harder than a home run
Headshot you rappers through a scope when I dome hunt
Cappin' in your raps homie you don't tote no guns (This

by Cee but her name was Ciara
Light brown skin, she a real go getter
We vibes off the bat like a home run hitter
Pick her up at 6, then we off

own thoughts or do we call that zoning
However was self taught to never get lost in the moment
And I’m Usually down for instance
I'll be in a slump
Come