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cye Lil Durk can I talk to the streets to, I got some shit to tell em
I been acting pretty heartless but I still cry
Yea I'm alive in real life but

Now They Don't Ask

Lil Rob

Instrumentals

2005

what's your nickname, what gang you claim?
It's the same as last year officer, it's all the same
Lil' Rob had fun while it lasted
Who would have thought

some dome
She need that security so go get it on
If she need to talk to you get your eye out that phone
The same go for you Miss lady show respect

The reputation can bring you respect
Or be a crutch
The same sword they knight you with 
They goodnight you
Know that's recycled yes
But I recite that shit

to many shit on my mind g
I stay by the sea with my nigga behind me
I'll go worldwide if it's just for my marje
Yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

No matter what

whip so lil nigga dont get whacked 


Been money getting money since a teen tell them niggas ain’t fucking with me 
By myself don’t need no team 
Keltec

perspective
She told me "Micko you got a lil fan base
And it look like you know how those bands taste"
Yeah both of those sayings are true
But it's never enough

them blue checks
Talking bout them idols with a cross and knee to the ground and they head bowed
By that same token, they feel like Jesus cuz the got

sorry ass beat by a crazy lil midget
We had glass beneath our feet
One false step and your ears might bleed
She gon let you feel it if you slip between

aint no joke
She turn to a freak off that Casamigos
Bikini bottom she driving the boat
She bounce that ass like a pogo
I let her do her lil dance
She

Blood on my hands
Killed myself again
Had the funeral burning indigo
Putting flowers on my head
Yeah the same old

Not crazy but driven to it
Been lazy

gone be hard to feel
Youn get that bag first by yourself it gone be hard to give
Maw maw died hit me in my chest it hit me hard as ribs
When yo stomach

it and you like it how I do
But you just fuckin' up my groove
Bitch i'm cool like jammer
He real reckless turn him to a dancer
I'm lil Tecca take his

That's why i keep a lil ounce on me
Can't be degressing
Just put that green inside of my lungs
To keep from stressing
I'm just tryna put on for all of my

Beware

Trae

Losing Composure

2003

give me back the same middle finger, they be throwing up
They can't afford the pints, by the case that we po'ing up
Young in the game, it's time

(big)
A lil drank in my cup when I take a swig (swig)
Mowed lawns on Saturdays cutting thru the grass and twigs (grass & twigs)
Miami or outside of Vegas

and miserable
You trying to play on the mental that's cool because that's the same shit my lil bitches do
People they tell me to open up if I do they'll be

my past, and being insecure
Either path I choose, I need to wisen up a lil' more
It's safe to say I've done that and by now, I hope I got it
Still

up my fit with that same white tee
Alexander my ankle, you know it's McQueen
I got money, on money, I'm buyin' a team
You can't pray to me, hoe, I

killer (nah, for real)
Sometimes, I cry a lot of tears, this shit don't feel right
You know I ain't gon' never be the same until you killed, right?
My

and you're up for hire
In my shoes I bet you wouldn't last a mile
Promise you, I wish you would just fucking die
I'm fucking sick of your shit, you're fake

For 2
Girl I might just I Do you
Indeed
You be winning with me
Sunset under the trees
Tequila shots by the beach
See you packing the bowl
Tryna get

start raging
This Nigga Nate went stupid on this beat bruh
Shout out to Nate Roze bro
When I was down bad I couldn't get a quarter
Bad lil bitch with

nigga get me
I had to post on the block just to stack up by plenty
If you see me and glock just know chop coming with me
Ain't no stock in my hood it's