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It’s Just The Way We Live By

Real Eyes, Real Lies, Real…

Nah Fuck That I Just Realized

Listen Up Lil Bitch This Shit Once A Year Like A Birthdate

like I never bend
I can't even trip like I ain't the main nigga that's settin' trends

Wanna book me in your city, then send me your budget
That lil

that chopper
I don't feel the same, I'm insane, I'm strapped up like Osama

Give me a ten, give me a thirty, bitch I'm out my body
She zooted up, she

fulla pain
Thuggin inna rain
I was Hustlin tryna maintain
I was struggling tryna stay sane
Now I'm numb , my smile ain't the same
Now I'm stuck , my life

wasnt done 
I'll call more stop by just to see your face 
You can even yell at me and I won't say a damn thing 
What lies behind these blue eyes nothing

to die
Beretta it's gone catch ya like when arrow go through the sky
When a nigga lie you can by the look up in his eye
I'm not yo bro I'm not yo dude

the next
Blood my trees
No fussing bluffing or cuffing
Just a news flash coming
Sick with a cold
No Robitussin
Can cease the sickness
I cough on creep shit

wanna Go to sleep tonight
Cause I might never wake up again
Yea
(Real shit), Uh


Lil' weird dude
Cause I could never adjust to friends
My dad left
So

near cry. You ain’t never said happy birthday- never took me to school the first day- We been in the same place this whole time- yeah that shit hurt

love my rap name, you just love my rat name
Slow down, lil' bitch, you don't know me, lil' bitch on my  money, making  shit Always in your DM's, tryna

a lift
My situation gettin harsh
But I don't give a shit
Every moment going
By is a distraction
From my worries
And the possibilities
Of a delayed reaction

silent
Can't focus with all this violence got guns and started wildin
But really, yall out of pocket

Bad life leads to bad options
Better put that shit up

and get the drop
If you pussies on my level then I'll see you at the top
I be fucking up these checks I'm getting to the bread
They don't give a shit about

Midwest Swinging

Big Ward

Vol. 1: Family Input

2002

and deville's
Got a green s class, ain't broke the door seal
Shit ain't been the same since i signed fo' reel
This shit got ill, when i hit 4 mill
Five

book Huncho at the same time
That's lil bro 64, I slap your ass you call him 69
In the nigga spot you catch me posted like a billboard
What's in my

they do is playing our shit
Got me fucked up with all the faking and shit
I ain't really drunk, but I'm faded lil bit
They say the world is yours, it

that's good, how's the music?
Uh, even better bro I got a tape out

Oh shit, that sounds fire, imma check it out
So uh what brings you to the office

Ight

Lil' Yoshi, this that shit that make them youngins slide

I got it on my waist before I walk up out the door 
Because I know these niggas hatin' on me

'finna take off to party,
And you'll have to pardon me 'cause I'll 'prolly,
Be up in that shit, hitting my shit while everybody watchin',

'Cause we just

capping shit
Fucking lil bitch, I really think you was an accident 
Cuz every time I fuck with you its endin all disastrous 
All the heat coming out

I'm never going out fucking sad
Lil bad bitch yes I hadda beat her back 
She a trophy so I put her back up on the rack
Smoking on the pack this

at mad years
For making that skeng fly
Him and sharing the same cell, i miss my team
And when your no one is sending p
I spit that hard shit, 
Coming from

myself[00:43.41]I'm losing sleep about this shit see how I push myself[00:46.38]But I'm with my team with this shit, I'm not by myself[00:49.46]Living a life in world

a wrong
Throw two rights at a fake nigga jaw
Walk through the same hell
A young nigga saw
After the same shit yall wishing for
So fly if I stop I'm finna