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with you when you dead and gone
Sprinter van around the country it's a marathon
Audio dope we sell it by the metric ton
I keep my head high 10 toes until

The government supposed to serve the people but who's serving who?
They create the wars and enemies fought by me and you
Life, liberty, pursuit

I'm a sinner I admit it, one man deep how I'm living
And i pray for forgiveness by the minute, and the other minute I'm still sinning
Who the... who

your juicy balls
Slapping on her clitorus
I can clearly see the shit
I'm standing here across the room
In the corner, by the broom
I think that I'm about

sadness called depression
I ain't give af about shit not even myself
My granny told me that God was planning sum big
You just gotta wait for it and it'll be

And we'll have to keep it up all night
In spite of the moaning
So I can wear 'em out
Before work in the morning
By now my little secret will
Have grown

Patiently while he wait's
And we'll have to keep it up all night
In spite of the moaning
So I can wear them out
Before work in the morning
By now my little

making movements cause my new girl gonna fight (Fight, fight)
We just step up in the building and they really going crazy (Shoo)
I'm surrounded by these

Lets her it for the little people
Not the stiff neck fighting buying people
Lets hear it for the little people
Let us grow tall

All the trees

the air
A finger triggered by a sense of apprehension
Your case you fit the description now you a victim
It seems senseless but it's always been their

satisfied with scraping by
I wasn't satisfied with making do
Everything's disfunctional
Turned me to a raging bull
Big man stress, I couldn't concentrate

bike

And it can't be stopped by a cop
Or pulled over on the shoulder
And if I did see the beast
I'd pop quick up a one way street
The wrong way
Past

Missing us
Losing you, I hit a rut
Lost my step
Left on read
I lay in bed
I pray for rest
Lost in time
On my mind
I made a rhyme to pass me by
Yeah, I feel

to make it out and you trying to kill the stress
But uh, there's a way, His name is Jesus Christ
Since you big OG, tell them boys something nice
Instead

a positive person
Or at least, I hope that it shows
I'll admit, I've taken lots of hits
But I roll with the blows
I follow the beat
Go with the flow
It's

won't let it slide
No I don't make trap bangers
But got big dreams like I'm Jojo Dancer
Your beats stink like Pepe Le Pew
On my speakers, I almost threw

Sacrifices was made by the realest woman
I wanna tell ya I do notice the effort you put in
And know I ain’t always the child that you tried to raise

stop Poppy
Got us sitting when we doubt
Billions fi Notnice, billions fi Dre Skull
Ghetto youths fi make it and no be ungrateful
Big house pon

Aye it's BPeeda
East 84 man ya'll already know what's happening
Yeah, look
Look look
Chunk a bitch the deuce like a siamese
A nigga eyes red need

and they never shoot
My lil niggas drive down and slam on you like they 7'2
Big steppin hit em with several then he make the news
Big tellin playin by

uncredited (uh)
I don't care how big I get, I still remain unedited
I built this from the ground up, y'all just living it
Long hair, don't care, I'm not

back inside this shit
hangin out the rooftop,
do not get oo-op by them foo cops
that tryin to have u got
other than that u and your boys cloon big
u

feel?
Daydreamin' ain't payin' a bill
Uh, watch how I fuck it up, get back
All these other niggas straight big cap, uh, uh, uh
Lambo' truck straight

I'm a caterer
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Shawty going hard like she mad at me
Back that ass up for a big