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because she says she loves you do not mean she fucking do
Trust me I've heard a lot things even I thought that were true
Love is measured by the good

that  hard to keep it 100 
I can never get too to close to  niggas, I second guess it when they tell me they love me  
I'll be damned if I keep working

has my soul
Here he comes to use me

I didn't hesitate I knew what I had to do
Put a gun to her head that was your final tune
As you fell to the ground

on the news, you'll see your dead homie
I spent ten thousand hours in rap, I'm master the game
You put ten thousand hours on shit, see what I'm sayin'
No

show up if you don't pay me
Pay upfront and I do the show later
Im bout to give em a hundred
Its P's in the air, I ship it, I front it
He said that we

rumble in the jungle where koalas lie
Bitches call me Hoody bear, I'm koala-fied
Oh that went over your head? I'm over qualified
Really make them guns

twenty's make the hustlers suffer
Plus it's fluffer, than a cotton ball
I've gotten calls wanting me to put the pot in malls
But nowadays you can't put it

pounce
You gon' have to put me out, it'll take a couple hundred rounds
I got the Willpower of a Lion
How I feel inside when I smoke a pound
Got a bunch

All my ice and all my trees, all my bitches in love with me
Rock star life, the life we lead, surrounded by rock stars
My niggas rocking gold like

Ya heard me?
Ah

Youngin tryna put that blick on somethin' (Baow)
Youngin steady tryna hit at somethin' (Boom, baow)
I been tryna tell him not

the devil in my soul
A hundred bands for the Benz
Runnin' over picket fences
Potholes and bullet holes
Put fuckboys in trenches
I got goals I gotta reach

not the one that when you try to leave put the gun in your face

I'm about to lose it inside 
I'm trying my best not to slide
you want to do all

Niggas lost so many friends they still be dying by that gun 
See them cops you better run 
Not many make it where I’m from 
100 died right in that spot so

New York

AZ

A.W.O.L. [Version 1.5]

2005

get Ghost and scram
Gingerbread niggaz on the run from feds
Shit is sick, pretty chicks'll put a gun to ya head
Never a vic', either think quick

put her on the hills by the muthafuckin summer
Cause like you know and I know we ain’t getting no muthafuckin younger
So I’m like Tae what you gone do

me dawg

Run into this house
You gon end up on the ground
In the back room
Blood cells
Leaking from your mouth
Heaters pulling out
Till they no longer

Real Soldier

Wet Boys

Get Wet

1999

{Sound of a helicopter} 

[Officer 1] 
Juvenile 
You are not a soldier 
Put down your soldier rag and ground the chopper 
If you don't we

Murda, Murda, Murda shit
Ayy

420 up in London
I'm a problem, called her a "bust man"
Me and Murda, we up to somethin'
I was on the hound

Depp
He swooped in quick on his jet when she left
And oh God, I'm smoking whatever they put in front of me
Three hundred pounds with a swollen frown

Showdown

The Psycho Realm

The Psycho Realm

1997

the continent
I'm a dominant mothafucka, but you're the opposite
Turn around put your hands on the side
Are you aligned by the sunshine on your gun

girl love like a gun shoot me with like 50 rounds
I’m on the ground life flash before my eyes
Saw the devil in a dress when she pull off that disguise

broke, that's impossible
Put me in charge of all these runs, boy this ain't usual (hell yeah)
You see I done called some people friends but they ain't true

Until the End of Time

Lecrae

Empire

2015

ever, till the end of time

Grindin', workin', hustlin' on this mission, I will never quit
Every single track you put in front of me I'm killin' it

Brand new whip outside I don't know how to park it, yeah
I put new diamonds in the face yea these some Cartier
I been off these meds
I don't know