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stay
Overly flee
Overly fly 
Overly cheap
Chips to the sky
No miles on the ride
But Still I get by
To stop me, shit
I gotta die
EDX2, dawg
The whole

disobey

Ah ah ah
Rollin' on R 80 rims
Blast off an stop by a Tim's
PR'd I'm ready to win
Look at my grin
Ah I import everything
Right down to my pinky ring

me
Numbers by the treach
Players let it preach

You ain't trippin
You got hot line bling 
You get hella rings, just pick up for me

W-y-d r-n you know

Yuh
Ooh, not like you, cause I been making tracks
Then I mmh, get some head till I talk in tongues 'n scat
Ski bi di bi, yeah I know
Bitches need me,

somethin brand new
Oh yeah by the way the name’s young shmoo
Listen up boy I’m just startin I ain’t ever gonna stop, foo
Named Young Shmoo just to honor my

on the beat, word on the beat, word on the beat, word on the beat, word on the beat, word on the beat, word on the beat
We rockin' nigga
I'm in the N.O. nigga
I

Three

Cormega

H.N.I.C.

2000

Meridian niggaz; what up dunn?
Liqour store closed
Hit the bootlegger, let's hit the bootlegger
Straight up, yo

[Prodigy]
Yo dunn, we got guns in

The Light

Spock's Beard

From the Vaults

1998

to everyone
And I won't go away at the point of a gun

All of this in one man

I am rock 'n roll
I am classical, country and soul
I am the nun

Why we always gotta wait
Posted in the trenches god im working everyday
Gotta wait till I get paid to cop me what I need but the bills be in the way

bitches the way them niggas ain't trapping a buck
You know that kid getting paid i'm making it shoot by the gun
And jersey just really the wave New York

fuck with somebody
But no I cannot be your body
Play with the gang you get flipped like Chobani
Number (N)ine denim it stay on my body
I beat it up I

you can't guard
Stackin them chips by the yard, 30 clip dump out the Scar
7.62 out the gun, one to the brain and you done
Pump shotgun better run, hit

as breeze by all the targets 
The mobile suit hit Mach 33
I cannot perceive 
Constellations in front me
I gotta retreat 
To places that you will never reach

I’ll show you a single ton
Got 6 in 1 more and I’m done 
a small price to pay living life by the gun
Could’ve been a victim murdered on the run
Lord

brother in a box 
I’m tryna get em out
The crown’s tryna silence us
Don’t want to hear us out
Fuck the way i’m feeling now i’m finna air em out 
Lock

everytime I'm recording in the booth
They who post up thier guns, they ain't never gonna shoot
Imma man handling my problems the way that i should
If

Stay out the street or get put in a C.U.P
Nigga, R.I.P., go drink your pee

Your hoe, she lose her sleep, cause she wish you was me
Got lots of lean,

and get it
A reminder I'm back, but I promise I'm done with disses
Blew up through the school but nowhere near where I wanna be
A few thousand plays in

a lake front crib so I can fish for fun
Make space in the woods so I can shoot my guns 
Buy a few Thoroughbreds so I can kick ‘em and run
Cop this land

whoop me?
Im in essential only man that i fear is god,
Might come off the purp he onna shirt if stick by
One thing ian finna do is let bitches lie,
We do

Bitch i come through spinning get to bending one deep by myself
Hit the block a nigga try this 45 gone make them melt
He on the shelf
How the fuck

the one


Soon as I jumped in the streets, I got a gun
You aint talking bout paperwork, I got to run
Stood on business by my fu-king self, I got it done

so please don’t you feel ashamed, (never)
Cause There’s  beauty in the struggle,(beauty)and there is beauty in the pain,(beauty) 
Just don’t be a pain

fuckin' your hore put my dick in her tummy
Go-go with a stick, gun on your lip
Up in that choppa, you know that she runnin'
yo visto gucci, tu vistes