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~VERSE 1~

Summertime way back in the day, I would sit and contemplate the life
that I would make, and make no mistake rapping wasn't on my plate
but

Yep
It's dirty
Woah woah
4406 shit
Huh
Jankyonthebeat
Good Gawd
Pack touchdown
I smoke out the pound
Smokin on Za
I'm high as a mountain
Counting

Back to the Grill

MC Serch

Return of the Product

1992

So from the cons and pros to the pros and the cons
Call me a motherfucker I'll say "Yeah I fucked your moms"
Until she calls back I'm gonna chill

Right now 
Damsel In distress and I’m living mess 
I guess that’s why our sex turns out to best 
With noth-in  
Ever 
Ever  
Less 
Stay up every night

Looking at 
All this rappers Iv been eating 
Even if I was 2 pac by now I would have pot belly

I’m a shot (short) caller 
It’s like I’m on the phone with

and here we are
Glad you reached out, things are different, no doubt (yep)
We both grown, on our own, 
Letting go a throwing stones
United once divided by

not backing now (nah)
But I'm taxing now (yep)
Look what happened now (yeah)
Back then I was down (down)
Check my fashion now (check it out)
Better have

it
Young Gangsta Green Eyez, Nine-Deuce
Eight block for sure
And I'm back with my true dog
From the 1-0 to the 4 lil' Hawk YG
Now we both

like my first final track
Mormons at the door, sure to bible bash
Checkin for your title track, I'm on it
Bring the vinyl back
Bumpin "Wrong Side

pop-pop
Leavin' suckers flat back on their ass, G
It's in hells where I'm livin' if you ask me
I give a fuck my nigga about dissin' them
Cause already I'm

crushes just reject me
But certainly they'll let me give & give til I'm empty
Yep hung but they want funds
Me I gotta scrape to get by
Vape to get high
Face

G's on really old coal
Sold by a business with a really cold soul
That's why I stroll through the city low-pro
And I'm taking back the sparkles that

worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust somebody else, right
(Right?)
Uh, smokin' ganja but I'm still

Don't Talk to Me

B.G.

My Niggaz

2015

If you ain't keep it real, I don't wanna holla
 
Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me, Now that I'm back on my feet
Don't talk

to their playpen
As far as I'm concerned
My flow's the illest out (yep)
Regarding Melbourne, I still
Carry the Frankston line on my back
Like a big bad ass

Well Heller I-I-I feel good I'm single I'm free
yeeeaaaaa Dese ya boyz Treal T-R-E-A-L
and we doin dis song right here for all dem singles out dere

and the cops can't fade us you better get your weight up come back and face me later (pussy)
you out here looking like screech and im AC Slater
I never cried

On One accord Im moving forward I got plug like extension chords 
Praise the lord send Judah first God Got my back like spinal Chords 
(look)  Pardon me

WalkDog, 1017
I'm the same nigga from the hood havin' dreams
Money got long like a stretched limousine
All of sudden all these bitches wanna love me
But

of you sniffin' them ski slopes
They gassin' you up, but you been on E, though
"Pills and Potions," yep, you been on E, hoe
Got your ghostwriters back

leave it home
'Cause I'ma kill that mothafucka if bring it along
By myself no backup just me alone
All bars no hook, I don't need a song
No topic so I'm

Yeah this that grown man shit right here
Lets go

You can catch me with the top dropped bitch
Police know they can't stop this
I'm doin' my thang
Big

And you're still the same old selfish guy

I follow a beat and get covered by some magic
Maybe it's from another boy
Maybe it's cause I'm feeling joy
But I

the haters in my route
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
You're cool
Fuck you I'm out
Yeah I'm right back at it, boy you know the routine
Take my last week fling I