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and cents fifty
Like Curtis Jackson
Ready for lights, camera, action
Don't perform
If you ain't coming with passion
Accelerate like gas
Win in convincing

and these riches all that I be on
If he mentions kill him send him to his lord
Heavy on hand my cup filled with the wockhard
put a dime on his life and get

Nike shoes
If it come to it do what I gotta do
That choppa will hit you like Brady do
I got that beam with the green light
My niggas don't play bout

the one to flock
neck is on froze took the ice out the box
Jewels stay shinning I got lite up by the cops
I'm always on go green light when I drop
I move

create
I'm tired of this, the liars can win, the giving is in, the minutes they tick
And time flies, and what's time?
I’m losing my mind by the things I

surfaces

I'm the flame that lit the whole fuckin house on fire
WAVYRARE is unavailable leave a voicemail
I need a light my splif just went out
Big Jodie ice

I don't understand why niggas beefing over a bitch[02:43.43]Yeah, he a lick[02:43.54]Niggas having pressure by the bitch[02:48.30]Yeah, that fuck

covered by the blood of Christ facts
So I don't worry bout threats that come from snake mics facts
And pride is the devil that's how he fell from Heaven's

get too deep but it's not bout me it's about their own impurities
Wanna chastise me bout the life I lead but don't know nun' bout my journey

for a million dollars, lick
I make my choppa come and kiss you
And them troops, they step on shit
I'm in the field with my niggas

All we know is

future is the past life, hustler... I was gettin money in my last life , pockets too deep when I’m in it need a flash light. Watch who you speakin

this old
While my niggaz in the dirt
My baby girl is on a shirt
Nightmares of puttin in work
Lights off in the crib, pride hurt
Imagine sleeping wit

the mission 
Can’t trick me out my shit 
When mine is this consistent 
Too busy mindin this 
Behind a tent To mention 
Hoping hate fades 
So I keep the nine in

cease, wonders never cease
For God don't make the river straight -hey-hey my friend...now does he?

Bus station in Oxford Mississippi
Man this crossword

blind to what I'm making

Get it all by any means, it's for my Pride and dedication

This is in my family genes you know that lasts for generation

ouu

On a roll get this show on the road bitch
Pon the cameras the action and lights like
Not a part it's a part from my life fuck
Didn't known it's a bio tonight

clans I'm gon' make that clash
Imma burn your light imma turn you into ash
Got my own lane, never thought about switchin'
Got my own show, but you people

call me Basquiat
Call me Warhol paint to town
Red when I spit it hit man for hire
For the right price I'll light up
Your life with this fire
I don't go

glancing
Why you acting like you don't want none
A couple shots of Grey Goose
And we get down and let loose
You said you're in a great mood
I know what you

awaited my reply
(close to insanity)
I spit a billion tiny brilliant white lights into the sky
(close to insanity)

Undeniably amused by the way the fuse

man
Doing things too secret, alright (hmm)

Sex is tricking his love, he don't know shit
He keep it down low, low, low
Acting like he a nice kid,

of glass.
I knelt before my own desire,
I prayed for this to last.

The afternoon light filtered
Through our insecurities.
I was too afraid to say,
You might

HOOK

Its not a win if you don't cum
I go like 60 minutes with no stop
Climb on top, grind  me slow
Feeling your body, you know my rod get's you

looking for
Peace of mind on the other side
Luxury or lies
Real eyes, realize
But please Lord tell me is this it
Building a life you proud of
The kind you