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believe
In the coupe I'm the driver smoking gas to get higher
King like I'm James your in my presence so be honored
She brain smart fuck like she graduated

ain't built to last homie... 



I was born for this rap ish,

cll the trials we outlasted 



Ya'll stashed green by them bedsprings, 

We had bugs in

Tela

Tela

The World Ain't Enuff

2000

the ace Tela
Who on a song with Short and Face Tela
Who is the nigga keep the snow in lumps
I get stopped by the pos and say go with the pumps Tela
Who is

One side victorious but shit still ain’t getting better
Children dead, bloodshed, rinse it off, then repeat
Wake up to bad news, nothing new, go

of my depth, should’ve watched my step
Should’ve hedged my bets, ended in debt and got wrecked
Got kicked in the noggin by bogging bad Danny
Such

bad
I'm the reason you're suicidal
You're stupid you just go do what I do
Made the music you'll lose your life to
I made you Lucifer's new disciple
I

pride with stakes high 
Unlike the lame type on late nights afraid to wage life 
Eat a challenger for gains like sumo  
You drew a bad hand, I was born

And hella mommas hearts full of pain
Hella days that's filled with rain
Hella bad thoughts on my brain
Hella white tees full of stains
I got it out the mud

goats?
I go by the name of Kel, and uh…
Goat shit
In and out of control shit
They trying to put me in a corner
I drop that dope shit
This ain't no hoe shit

backtrack
Aye bitch, fuck it up, go and shake some
Henny or Patron, either or imma take one
Bitches givin' brain, I be grabbing by her lace front
Kick her

human-like AI that makes everything extreme
Is it real what you see or maybe an illusion created by your brain

In this time of confusions are you going crazy

all the mad dogs
Bad dog now I'm need call my lawyer
And get some tax cuts, tax cuts
The police getting their stick and
Fuck my back up
Fuck me up, I

had excelled
And nearby's a Frontalot, but it looks like he's screwed
So I ran as the Front was being eaten by a grue
Normally I'd help, I felt bad for

cloths only wearing white cross 
Exotic when I smoke and I'm smoking on the lotto
Crazy dumb bitch give me brain in my Tahoe 
TMR next to me and you know

the shit be really trash

The sunshine never defined my name
I was clouded by sorrow hoping for better Daze
Then I changed
Gave a fuck about chains& who

rid of/
Had enough of these bad days, pray to god on this dark night/
But this life of mine you cant save, no I escape it gotta far sight/
With

business filter my dirty money through the business

See I got this bad little hoe she give me good brain like she graduate Yale 
Even at work I was whippin

you to win
Not hot you a freezer
Put on by my own
No I dont need ya
My shoes and my
Clothes looking cleaner
Bad bitties all over ya nigga
Come

jargon homie
You got a couple boys I got whole fucking army
You had a bad day join the mother fucking party
Fuck you fuck feelings don't be sorry
Fuck you

Straight profit attitude nigga
Yeah Yeah
Tired of getting by I wanna chill amongs the tree tops
I be getting too high I think I really need to detox
Simple

my all till the last one falls
Roses
It's a sad thang, he ended up with bad brains (boah)
It made me sick but I recuperate
That nigga sleep and he not

Put the money in the bag


VERSE 1

Last of the REAL you could bet that find a young nigga where the check at I be tearing up the city got a bad biddy

interest 
You vex cah,
You got stuck in the ring,
You can’t tap out brain tapping back in,
I know yuh don’t waan let guh ah di ting but
She don’t want love

in Vain realer
Than propelling the fame kick-up
Watching the flame flicker
But you ain't killing the game killer
You one in the same villain
Bad