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No BBL, but I'm blind to her waistline
I ain't a baker, but I love watchin' cake rise
You waste time, I make mine
See we ain't the same kind nigga

I

up and she talk to me nicely because I call her fine
Yeah and all this money I made nobody ain't give me shit not even a dime
I'm a speak my mind, came

you'd understand I wish the best my brother
But lately you've been treating me like some kind of gutter
Been thinking that you don't want me no more, you

As I was lying on my back floating in the Red Sea
The Pharoah and his ministers were all there to greet me
I looked above and saw the purple sky it

passing stranger with handsome features, pretty face, kind eyes, some sweetness, something sharp

Reduced to getting used to getting by
Searching for some

not to follow. 

No

And when it does, huge teeth o
n one side of his mouth,

It seems as if it does because we expected it not to.

What does that

left inside
And this is not because I'm nothing
I'm so much more than the man I was
But chased by waves of repercussions
Don't overrate my strength

somebody's life
By just being kind
And the memory carries with them
For all their life
So don't underestimate
The powerful effect
My six-year-old says
One day,

now
You was locked down but you said you in control now
Ya parents don't know but they don't got to know now
You getting money, and you known by

figures
Now let me see, to the VIP, wit a bottle Don P
Seductively, takin' all his currency

(Chorus)

"It's about to go down"

I love to break

committing crime?
Mental prison no parole guess I'm doing my time
What's a Romeo without Juliet by his side?
Dead sipping poison
But first let me make sure

Ayo, here's my solution
Kids wanna play so stop them niggas shooting
Sons need daddies, daughters need mommies
We need families just like...

Park

I probably should have listed
when the teachers said I had the brains
to be the kind of guys that could lose his mind
and kill every single person

under
A new kind of fire where the country doesn't love us
Police don't protect us, they lock our babies in chains
We love 'em with all we got, pray they

tokes, see the fust in the sky
they dont like my kind in europe but alhamdullilah
az egész világ isten földje so i bow to my God
eskuszom life will get

the negative into my write
but that not how i wanna live
so when i see a brother sellin' out his own kind
makes me ask my is everybody blind?!
don't you can't

really dove into his music for real like Cristabel recommended so
I was completely taken back, and felt a little piercing in my soul

So thank you Adam

My God
My God
My God

Who let these suckas in the game?
I must admit I find it kind of odd
How easily they sell dey' self for fame, like dey

me skele skele wu cause I'm so bad yeah that's that truth
might just ride inside his coupe to get another kind of view
He asked me what you doing

Laughter in my home, to wife and me Your kindness shown, and once again You come to me
"Take your son, the one you love, to the mountain I will show,

have to do they job
Get out and beat them feet then meet me by the mall
You scared not at all
We fled made a call
Kind of cold cause of fall
Broke

all mines lil nigga
I do what I want, different kind of nigga
I’ve been rocking out solo, I shoot by myself
I’m on my way up but don’t fuck with nobody

drinking. It's not always a big deal. You know for me, drinking just didn't really agree with me. It made me kind of sleepy. It made my cars crashy. Let's

arenas
I prayed for this like every night
I swear Lord I'll clean her
Ditching school by noontime, cutting off in cutlass
Cussing out my mainline, cuzo