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But every time I speak, I speak with attitude
If it wasn't for the music, I'd live with no vanity
Tryna make some money, help my girl and help my family

to make his parents dream come true

But he wants to be a Rockstar, oh oh
With long curly hair he is bangin' his head Rockstar, oh oh
The girls are getting

to retreat
Before I feel like a beast
Before I burst at the very
First sight of my dreams
And I'm almost done, and I'm so far gone
And I've worked so hard
I

(yeah)

None of this is my fault, I won't be taking a fall, No,
Making it seem like I don't, clear about this at all,
Baby, you're right this time, (right

Psycho sideshow in your brain - yeah, yeah
We'll drive you insane
Psycho sideshow in your brain

My head once owned by a damn' ol' thug
And they

cause you know I'm a king
Girl you could my team and I'll take you under my wing (for real)
Always been a fiend, for the finer things (your skin)
The girl

be just fine
Please pass me that wine

(Ooh hell yeaah)
Cheers to the good years gone by (Aah)
Clearly time flies when you're having a good time
But

run her mouth like her
Clique and killed her with my kindness
I went back to my unfinished lunch
Think it was some cheddar cheese with ham
That girl

like who you kissing

Tell me now who you kissing
When you're lips ain't on My dick it got me Wondering who you Kissing
Who you kissing
Who you kissing

(Oh-oh)
Ones we can't depend on, frenemies

If you're dealing war, backwards stay far
We're dealing with truths and rights
Come some more into my sight

GG in the wood, gettin' Mond high
I just want the neck, give ur girl a tie
I miss my nigga June, like a Gemini
Woah, I'ma just serve out the P
Niggas

sweet mystery
Said he wants a bad girl
That is what I gave him
Daddy couldn't handle
All the games I'm playing
And my rules are
Play me like it's poker

Hob

Jain

Zanaka

2015

Wake up in the morning just in cofee, life seems only so easy
I'm just confused between my dreams and your reality
Wake up in the morning just want

you'll give it out for free
Need a lil sin like a drop or three
Stabbed me in the back you've been crossing me
Straight up to my face like you're mocking

a nigga got a gun uniform and stars
Judging by the way I look or my cars
Doesn't matter the tribe
Wanna get some bribe
Pulls out his gun men going too far

slowly
I been sky high
Yuh, She said somebody's outside
My vision's blurry, girl I'm fallin' for your outline
Pull up, brand new whip, baby right beside me

gotta do is try
If you never take your chances
Then they gone pass you by
Now you
Stressed what
I just talk my shit and now they pressed for what
They

I've been letting go
Of things I can't control
Roll another smoke
It's my antidote
Never falling victim what you're standing for
Underestimated, I

No one could restore it
Because I was surrounded by bones
Dry brittle bones
I journeyed to the cemetery
And there lay beside me my hopes and dreams

when Im dressed to kill lately
you got a point sweetheart you got some bills waiting
But back to me though Im showing off my fucking dream
New profile

Let's start at the beginning
I'm the girl you already know
Just gotta bitta trouble on my mind
That I can't control
See baby I'm polluted
By some

How you still shot two-twos and tell girls that you're moving
Boxes of food? free my niggas that are locked in the room
You ain't been no block

Slide with me, ride with me
Baby come and die with me
Fly with me, hold my fire for me
And bitch I’m tipping off that drank when I’m down south
I’m with

by the bag of the ice
In the end you're alone
And you'll never ever put me
Back together (aye)
Bag it up, bag it up, bag it up
Bag it up, bag it up,