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I'm going mad- call it road rage

No Games, No Games
The time to adapt to this new phase,
This new album gonna cause flames
Can't take the heat? Get out

the game imma top charts
Had been through the rain but I got heart
We close to the top and it's not far away
Aye aye aye
I'm bout to ball like I'm Booker I'm

fuck witcha
When that shit die down I promise you ain't gon see no niggas
I'm rockin by myself I stg don't need nobody else
If I fall I'm pickin myself

school hip-hop a beat and a rhyme 
Some chapters and some verses, you seek and you find 
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno 
Flame by

I'm on my way
Give him the keys to my car (give him the keys to my)
He bring it back by tomar (yah, yah)
I got whatever he need
Long as he give me

the mud
Multi-platinum, think I'm going gold
Phone ringin', put 'em on hold
Grinding, tryna keep it in road
Deal with shit that you'll never know
By

really knows how much I try
Cause my limit is the universe I’m tryna touch the sky
Breeze by, wave bye then it’s on to higher levels
Bitches ain’t have

tell myself
It's the only way that I can sleep

I'm climbing up these walls
Looking down the dizzy heights
I know well the ocean's deep and wide
She

the 808 drums, the pay to play bums
Throwin' out them bands, vibin' in the club
But you dancin' on the pole, makin' big big bucks
Got yo booty on the wall,

your distance from these pussy ass niggas, before we dog you out (Dog you out)
Too extravagant with these lyrics, I'm bout to shut it down
The people

for you 
I said I’m just like a fool, fool for you
Yes it is, I said I’m , just like a fool , fool for you (( scream )
I’m like a big old fool , fool

hundreds (you know exactly what a motherfucker need)
Check, run it
No broke shit in my life
'Cause I'm scared that shit could rub off on me
I'm

please while I tease
"Are you gonna tell on me?"
Bitch I'm not sure

Now I got her crying in her Gucci flip flops
Meanwhile I'm just getting by in my torn

toez when I ride so official
No one on side but my pistol
Brain thoughts just be flying like some missiles
Feet been on the line I'm a issue
Boi I'm so

With all my homies
Smoking backwoods
Like it's my opponents
Posing for the flick
Flex cause I wanna
When I'm feeling good
It's the marijuana
I'm a sad

questions, I'm Cobain, I ain't in it
The way that Vezzo drive his Wraith, could tell he ain't rent it

We gon' hit them boys (baow-baow)
Hunnid hangin' out

mood
I'll stay the whole day in the room
Tryna get the stu it's coming soon
Call my sound no quality cause I ain't got the tools
But I got big talk I'm

Bro trying to fuck with snow now I'm prejudiced
Two hands, five on it, the necklace
Big bodies, 04' to 16
Real niggas all ride the big screens
Oh I'm

Somebody save me these girls are goin crazy
Ladies comin at me bundle by bundle
I'm in a hoe jungle I'm in a hoe jungle
I'm in a hoe jungle I'm in

Roll it up, Turner
I’m high
Blurry visions all sideways
Alright
Drugs too much had last night on replay
I been feeling odd lately
Still been thinking

love to watch a doubter take it all back
Matter fact I'm the only dog in this race
All the rest that pretend I would just call cats
I'm a big strong man

72nd & Central

Proof

Searching for Jerry Garcia [Bonus DVD]

2005

sign this for me please? (Sure, what's your name?)
Thanks thanks, I'm a real big fan, thanks thanks
(Here you are) Thanks a lot!

Word uhh
Could do

(If Swats on the beat then it's fucking up the streets)
Aye, big body, big bag and I'm a double it up
Big sticks, two chicks and they gon' slobber

to switch the gear

They dont know I'm the truth
Something like proof
Got'em all calling me faxtz
Wen it comes to talent
Where the roof
I hop in the booth