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I Should of never have left I should of stayed that whole week
Even if it was your time at least I would of been there
By your side tryna get you

I Should of never have left I should of stayed that whole week
Even if it was your time at least I would of been there
By your side tryna get you

to ride around with my stick
I ain't never feared no man I'll beef by some other but not by no bitch
Don't come around here with that playin that's a easy

the sun
This shit for fun
Don't got a gun
Don't want the ones
Don't want the smoke
I just wanna smoke
In the studio
Where the fuckin bro
Ion even know
Cold

the shit's getting old
The pain in my heart that's all that I know
My path's not on track and my mom's getting old
Hide your tears and be a man
But how I'm

mommy if you scared
Even though she want me
I got my gun a tommy
Got my board like Rodney
Al-Dente be my crew and I'm not talking Motley
My verse be like

the hood but yall aint never respected
Shoot 50 rounds out that drum and then that clip get ejected
Pretty bitch and she boujie highway giving me becky
Had

Baby bounce that shit (Bounce)
Bounce that shit (Bounce)
Bounce that shit (Bounce)
We getting live on the strip (Strip)
Live on the strip (Strip)

one says let it go
List it, risk it, the chances are gold
I stood there watch all things pass by
Wanted to catch em but I missed em cry
Left alone with

to be successful but deep down it hate you
That I'm becoming successful I don't get it
These niggas love hating on me bruh like I real live just be tryna

make it one day
Getting money everyday
Look at us now
We don't even have to ask
Numbers don't lie
With the gang you gotta decide
Watch where you go
Don't

Blizzards spittin' I'm so cold
Fassies get exposed by my snub nosed flow
My 12-gauge frays at close range
And make you levitate
Like David Blaine, it ain't no

the time, and I just wanna shout,
I get so troubled by my purpose; what's it all about?
Got no time for fake friends, please, keep it real
They said "cheques

And that's deep but not as deep as losing a child,
Seeing his teeth crushed by the rifle butt by your village hut
Pure grief, thanks to far away beef
Fried in

a bully on these beats
Check the goal like soccer teams
Just solace, not presiding
I’m the honor when I speak
Drop the gavel on a nigga head
Knock him off

cause it's not just for attention
I'm startin' at one soon i'll be at dimensions
Throwin' them bars out while i'm eating breakfast
Don't trip, listen up

of need
I Should of never have left I should of stayed that whole week
Even if it was your time at least I would of been there
By your side trying to get

that I scribbled out
But you just tore away the page and ripped the picture out

Because I love you I can't kill myself
She say I'll have to wait for

Some trust with him 
So I can meet my two brothers and my sister 
Emotional blister
From you being gone 
From the day you died
Riley went to hide 
Even

always been a dreamer I switched to realistic
I'm too real to blow they don't want that realism
No I'm not lifted I'm just running from the spirit
Nothing

Someone to Hate

M-Boogie

Laid in Full, Chapter 2

2001

tutsi, wear in wardrobe for the movie

You really not the ill nigga that you claim to be (You'se a phony)
All gassed up by ya people, before coming

to end me I just could not get it done
We thought about a plan that would get us out of the slums
And when I recorded a verse, my bro was grabbing a gun

left, I ain't leave em But my baby mama not letting me see em

Thinking about telling her, let's have a meeting Walk her right into a setup before she get

I'm at the top and it's my time
Know you feel the breeze when I walk by, yuh
Worry 'bout yours, 'cuz I got mine
Your lane do not pass the white line