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on
They don't understand the boy
They don't understand the songs
They don't understand the lane
They just trying to chase the fame
Yeah i got more neck from

yeah

Now I'm on they ass
I be workin' on my own, bitch when I'm puffin', I don't pass, yeah
Ho, this ain't the same class
I be learnin' how to live,

Give Up (Inspired by Giving up on women that don’t reciprocate the same love or energy back to you)
Chorus: You ever feel lazy just give it up,
I’ve

bro, I gotta keep it p
I been knocking down the doors, nigga, I don't need a key
White ho, I keep snow, nigga, I don't even ski
And I'm screaming free

never gonna lose)
That lil ho for the team, call her FTT
That's the reason why I'm DTB for life

We ain't taking L's, I was all alone
I was grinding by

Terror Squadians

Terror Squad

Rush Hour [Original Soundtrack]

1998

the law on us
They want us in jails, with bails too high to bond, but am I the Don?
Shit, I'll be out by the morn', word bond
My game is on lock, till

can spot it out inside the middle of the hall
I don't need ya number ho you prolly ON CALL
Ha
You know i drawl
Sweat pants let her feel the bulge
That

While others weighed drugs by the gram 
I was contemplating Def Poetry Slam 
But I was still young, just becoming a man 
Y'all money hungry rappers may

The Rhythm

Kwamé

Old Skool Hip Hop: Greatest

2009

to 
The Rhythm

Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing

doesn't seem like it
You be lying, you be crying, there's a theme by it (Theme by it) 
You make me itch, you make me twitch, you wouldn't stream write it

I'm done, suppose it's that
(I thought different)
Too entwined in souls, to be as smart to know, that I was all but owned, by this type of hoe, I

Tried

to the modern Reformation

Mecca-lecca-Hi
Mecca-hiney-hiney-Ho
It's nothing magical
That His grace and election 
Be like IBM compatible 
My God be Him that's

gettin' on my nerves like, shut up, ho, please
Fuck minimum wage, ran some bands up by myself
Whip the lean up on the stove and bottles on my shelf
Ain't no

Come on Fakez
Remember they ain't listen
Drop a song they on my dick now
100k streams these hoes thinking that I'm rich now
Brodie so crip he can't

Verse 1
For me to get to the top it won't take long 
These cornballs base they life 
off a new Drake song (lames)
I'm in my own lane flow is propane

don't care about bitch or that little ho, I tell her back off
Up my rocket and I'm gonna make it blast off
Imma chase bag, never chase a bitch
He won't

forgive the old me but sometimes I forget to
Be a little strong
See I’m bigger than my wrongs
Lying to his face but I’m honest in the song
And I’m honest

my synonym
Know a couple salty hos they pissed off
Saw my potential thet missed out
Now I'm getting bigger they miss count
I'm him now
Came so far by

Yeah
It's a sunny day
It's a sunny day outside and the weathers looking real-real fine
Yeah
(I like that)
(Might be something wrong with it, I don

me on your song, that's half a G

No, I won't hang with naan nigga, that won't let me eat
No, I'm not sliding on no ho, that won't let me beat
Lowkey

know that's low
But I don't give a fuck though
I'm tryin to bust a nut ho
I been working on my craft
Rappin hard for this cash
Fuckin with college

What She Wants

A R I Z O N A

What She Wants

2018

And you'll never be the star

'Cause she falls in love every night
Don't even know your name
And no, it's fine
You know and then we cross by her eyes

Crack Baby

Devlin

The Devil In

2017

out, he saw a light and thought he'd found God
Only then to wake, right back inside this town, lost
Cold but he don't care much, his only friend was

out
To get you stuck and punch ya lights out
Or catch a car at the light and snatch the wife out
And beat the ho up if you don't give the dough up