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bread and use to breaking rules
Big up that nigga flock they put my neighbors on the news
They let my bro out
I'm bout to show out
Bet the whole house

of crows in flight
Over this cold yellow skin
Angels and demons impaled in my lens
Women screaming, vivid scenes
All my picture screens call me immortal

barkin'
They damn sho ain't put shit in coffins
The niggas I fuck wit, don't fuck wit the niggas I don't
We the same, bitch we live by that oath
Told that

I made you cry
And it's like two guns cause you shot me down twice
I search for new fun, wait a lie
Cause I want you to run to my house where it begun

Then I'm a backdoor em
He got hit by the stick but it wasn't even for him
(It don't even matter he was with em)
Nahh Forreal
If I hop in the whip then

stepping they ain’t living to see 21
Stuck in the house at 13 but got plenty guns
He had to take it cause nobody wouldn’t sell him one
Just like his Dreams

investin' every dollar, hit the bank, and push the shit to the max
In my house, all the walls be decorated in plaques
Took the bitch to Versace, we don't ever

wolf
I run out of breath
And then I feel sad once again
But its calm cause overall I'm happy
Like the yellow of NY taxi
Catchy like my lyrics as I write

the game where you guess if inventions were made by Black. 
We are here with our guest Ms. K. cre you ready to play
I am ready, as the kids say.. No Cap 
Ok,

And dig your little hand to the bottom of the box
Reach through the marshmallow mics and look for the firefly
Whose butt sparks yellow lights
Why you

the dark clouds

If you want to go back to the beginning
Then count me out, yellow sticky pad notes all around my house
Trying to remind myself about who

buy
I did my chores we couldn't afford much
But we got by
That old yellow house that sits on the corner
Brought me up right
Learned of of the basics

that 
Different now 
By the way I move 
Money power 
I will not lose 
Times change 
When it's time to grow 
Sending shots 
I'll chanllege those 
Much

it, set fire to hoes and set the tone (yeah), like voicemail (what)
This shit is probably set in stone (yeah)
Searching for the Yellow Brick Road in

for real, yuh, yuh

Rap or die, I'm outside your house, pussy
Say goodnight, to the light
I didn't even try

I'm on top of the league, y'all can't

Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock,

shock the house
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known

Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock,

me 
On the tv flexing wit them diamond rings 
Feeling so innocent by the youth that I feed 
The blood, the horror, the glory you see 
Workin late night

It’s a letter to the one, you know who I hope you read it 
Hope you hear me now after you finish that deceiving
Might send you a bouquet, yellow

out here 
Yea 
Aint nothing else that we should be discussing
Yahhhhhh
Put in that work is a habit
Making it rain with some cabbage
Got a yellow bone

and pay my bond
And send this momma, Call you out the house, I'll take some
Girl ain't new with the move, Got braces on
Said to kill em, It's stacking up

off,
starts a war with a soda gun
and by the time we leave weu0027re soaking
The air is warm in the parking lot, 
the neon sign has a drunken buzz
We

but
By day we gettin older
021 southside we reside
Moods change colors like the Antasari lights
And we drivin thru traffic on
A daily basis no