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backwards

Here I am in my lane
I don't really need rearview
I'm too busy doing my thang
I don't even really see you
clways tryna do a shoutout
I don't really

backwards

Here I am in my lane
I don't really need rearview
I'm too busy doing my thang
I don't even really see you
clways tryna do a shoutout
I don't really

feeling bold get money I'm tryna glow this chick ain't calling me no more
I'm on the same thang
Yeah
I'm on the same thang
Yeah
No time to feel like dying

the brews,
Oh, Issa groove up in the bitch,
Got chef up in this thang,
Got the DJ on the way,
Got the weed man in this bitch and he got his own space,
We got

Like It or Not

Bubba Sparxxx

Deliverance

2003

either crunk in the club)
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
Don't matter where I hang
People love my twang, uhh
(Call us country or Southerners mayn)
(We

Happy Timbuck2 Day

Lupe Fiasco

Drogas Wave

2018

Me and Lupe Fiasco, Hollywood, California
Palm trees, Hollywood lights
Enjoy the show
Before we take it back, I need everybody in the building

I'll promote you to heaven
I'll do it by 7, don't need mac-11's
Gotta thank Jesus for all of my blessings
Game on our backs, y'all whack niggas keep

Carbon 15's, A.K.'s & Mac 11's

Boyz N da Hood

Hustle & Flow

2005

fucks ain't got no gat
I don't even think y'all niggaz ain't seen no blood
I can tell by the way y'all act

I can tell how you talk ain't 'bout no war

Rolling up burn it down from the slums how we do it now

You, me and dope it could all be simple
Baby slow down you don't want this tempo
Grip on waist got

and a white knight, 17K
917k what I need in a bank
Make a hit screenplay
Before I leave in this state
That we call earth the bird space
In reality hope it all

Lay Low

Paris

Sonic Jihad

2003

nobody mobbin like the law
And we don't need no more in the pen or at war
It's open season every brother on the street is a target, believe

E'rybody

of thirst
I don't mean me, you know, like the entire population
We need to figure out some systematic distribution
And actually find a plan B for all of this

for the stars, I land on the moon
There's never enough you can do, you groove with the wind, I rise with the sun, there's only one that can take this

a thang to me
So when I get around this money, don't be trying to call me honey
You can't say I'm acting funny no, no

I be off in my phases where I don't

moves
But the money means nothing if you ain't got truth
Friends i will gain will be friends i will lose
If they don't wanna play by the rules
They be

screaming out
Money ain't a thang
Cause money ain't a thang
Money ain't a thang
If you know you got can you split it both ways



I think its time we invest

we're the same

When I started this road I started alone dog
All these risks that I've taken I bled alone dog
I'm a smooth ass criminal don't you tell

know I mean it by the ring
Yeen gotta worry bout a thang, baby
Keep that porchlight on for when I'm comin' home
Do I need Anthony Hamilton on this song?

As I got to the gates, this place was lit up by His glory
I could only experience this out of my fleshly Body because my flesh would not be able

Da B Side

Da Brat

Bad Boys

1995

hestiation
Live with the funkdafied cutie pie
Gat by the thigh, the Smalls by her side
If you fuck with her you got to fuck with me
And we'll be rapping

the Kingdom
This is not enough to get in the heavens
This is not enough to get in the Kingdom

Don't wanna go, don't wanna go
Just let me go, please let me go

in the groove, just vibin' to the night
Down in the bottom, by the pond, it was just right

Oh, we're havin' a blast, and we don't need a reason
Just

me)
Sang!

Got the octaves
If you got this
(Show me what that thang do)

Till we shooting
Glock-glock gluing
(Make me, make me go)

You got me in a rush

What a Job

Snoop Dogg

Waiting to Inhale

2007

yeah, I'm doing my thang

Check this Devin, somebody said that real Gs to go heaven
So I'ma keep spittin' the truth on these fools like a reverend