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switching up, act like they knew me, you a opp to me
Day ones by my side, through every step they climbed the blocks with me
Fake ones telling lies, I tell

low it be potent
Growing up in the hood it was stop pop Roll em
A 2 for one piece can getchu a bonus
Stop helping niggas
Won't pick up for no bitch
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Written by: Joseph Deeb


C'mon tell me little baby

Tell me what I need to know

And let the words spill baby

Load em up before I go


Cause I

think I'm number 2 is when I take a shit
Yea this money got em pissed hit that pussy like a lick
I was spending money I was real bad at saving shit
Gas

the lines
I guess I'll keep trying
But I want you by my side
Take me back to the time
The place
You still need your space
I be up in space
Love you

Playing on repeat
In the AirPods that we shared
Was it premonition
Or was it prolific
Or was it by chance we wound up here
Ain't it kind of crazy
From

end us forever
After some time when we cool
Maybe we chill by the pool
Have a drink or two
Talk about what I missed without you
Ridin around in

Sittin' in traffic 405
Sunny CA tuned 105
My boys hit me up and they wanna drink tonight
So I grab a bottle, hit the clutch
Round up the girls in

feelin slightly skitz
It'll have you getting demented in this society, menacing this society 
When it by tryna try me 
Want me to sin again and bring em

of us baby

Baby you can for get the diamonds and pearls
I just wanna travel the world
Time to live free be who we wanna be
No longer bound by

Uh, Yeah
She hit me up like, "do you wanna hang right now?"
No bitch, I'm at a function with the gang right now
But you can pull up with some bitches

kids but I put em on her chin
Practice for the future when she clean up after them
Swiffer sweeping past the competition till I win
I need twice

Bring It On

Organized Konfusion

Stress: The Extinction Agenda

1994

we delete em, observe defeat!
That's sendin down from above to get cha, hit cha, split cha ditch cha
Picture you, victorious
I'm gory plus your

away baby that's it

Living so fast couldn't watch my own health
And we ah make em put it up just like a bookshelf
I always struggled ah nigga never had

Amiri hit up Louis I need all those
My shooter scratch the barcode from off a semi auto
Head up on a swivel gotta make it to tomorrow
Behind that little

a genie kid
And then you say you want it all
Said you wanna hit it then get you said you dripping sauce
You fill it up to the top with the cup
Fuck it dog

woke up this morning feeling like lilbrahdahitta da goon way
Free 400K I'm ah landover Baby forever straight
I grew up in them apartments use to live

bout time we hit the flex
Up in that Sheppy Zone
Bro I made my brain my home
When I puff smoke to the dome
It got me shining like I'm chrome

I'm in that

Father

Bizzy Bone

The Gift [Clean]

2001

and that's the way they . . . now and

[Chorus 2X]

Ooooh and the daddies and momma forgivin' so we can live with us
And all the runaways get off the bus
Kids,

at all, no
She let me down again
I know I'ma fall, yeah
I wish I never would've gotten involved
Yeah
She hit my phone up
Telling me "grow up"
Know I'ma blow

ladies

Tupac he told us about girls like brenda having babies
I'm here to tell you they grew up to be kings

Out here living his dream I'm just trying

ranked up my My Player
Whole day gone by still got no rhymes
One less than 25 why I waste mine
Missed my deadline did that 3 times
But I can’t rewind
It’s

you?
Two thousand miles between us now 
Makes me wonder why I'm stuck in this small town 
If I choose to leave and hit the road and drive all night  
Can

My Ice is all Blue, VVS's one and two
I keep my babies clean, when I step up in stu
Can you tell I'm making moves? My Ice is all blue

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