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You just be hating get over that
I just be stunting you see that
paparazzi on me no Kodak


2nd verse

Yeah am back in your city
  you calling your

looking off the chain
But mazeens got me on my knees, yeah a nigga shook
Ask dad for advice he referring to the book
I can’t lie I lost faith, it don’t even

chapter 2, explain the real deal
Eat the whole chapter, It's spiritual, real
And get yourself on fat with some Bible nutrition
You'll be on your way

Soundwaves moving faster than the speed of light.
Music in your ear drums, yeah Nic tight.
Nic Mosley, Ripping up the Mike.
Crowd tripping like hypes, high off

see me
When I buzz like a bee I supply my guarantee
And I do it like this and I do it like that
R.I.P to my Homie fat pat
It's time to let you know, I'm

even listen stay on my paper chasing
   my pockets looking fat if the grind slow up I'm chilling
worked so many hours  don't even go count my dollars

person
But shit not really working
'Cause you keep hucking tricks like you were sponsored by Burton
Or Birdhouse
cnd to be frank reich with you
I run

temptations, these sins
Sin will always try to find a way back in our life, but no
We block it out, We walk by faith, not by sight
That's why I live by Two C

to the biz
Joe these cannibal kids 
They eat the nose to spite the face
The taste of revenge is sweet 
So I'm here to bite the bass
Write with haste 
Sixteens

choose the shades
Go with the flow, yeah I'm living the fast life
Counting the cash and you live on your last five
Writing for nights' why I'm getting

On that black on black was low key when I got there
I was sober as a gopher jury cuff your self
I saw everything and everyone who got there
I saw fat

dressed to impress, and her ass so fat
When I drove by almost made a real nigga wreck
And my vision is the best
So I'm being forreal when I say my 25 years

Hey how you doin man?
Pretty good but I got some allergies this year
How you doin man?
Pretty good I had a nice day
I went to the park by myself

lonely
Girl come be my only
Maybe not
But you more than the homie
You the one that really know me
She think she can be my only
But I don't know
Yeah she

doublin'
Cop a pair like 12 man
I get 'em by the dozen
'Cause I'm who they see
I'm feeling new every week
Ain't let me come in the game
So the game I to bust

with a bad fame
But The freedom's breached
Now he's so corny

Spittin big fat lies
Bout Mary
The face he makes when hes so lonely
He's mad so he takes it

people I ain’t even heard, niggaz swear they on max turbo, boy you gotta move the needle first, yeah her ass dumb fat but the brain good baby she’s a nerd,

stand by that, ay

Your girlfriend only hit me up
It's only for the fame
Hit up on yo' cousin if
She wanna play them games
Talking up on twitter 'cause

She's gotta pop by cause she forgot her g string 
Couldn't find it anywhere i was sleeping next to the thing 
He wanna run it up so lets go to the boxing

value, I can't go no lower
Yeah I'm from the south so when we ride you know we keep one loaded
Make it look easy rewind it and replay
Brand new me can't

Tuck Ya Ice

Trick Daddy

The Truth Hurts

2008

the bright lights! Yeah
Cali got my back
I'm strapped, nigga, and prepaid
Doin' it big, poppin' bottles, nigga, the g-way
Black handles, black ice, we'll

juice
From the boom box, who's 
Letting 2pac loose
In the white boys bars, yeah they knew I'm truth
cnd the flow too sick like the WuHan Flu

Woah
I got

Uh
Yea
Yea
Sooly!
Fucking on yo bitch yea I got her on a mat
Yea yo bitch thick and her booty kinda fat (Jiggle)
Talk about doing shit stop all

clutching my sack
While I'm clutching a fat Dutchie
Who fuckin with that
Yeah ain't shit sweet get your cavity cracked
The savagery back
Calamity stacked