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to wine
Catching me slipping
And reach for the sky
It's all by design
Confusing and wasting my life
I don't have the time for you
All I've been
All I've

my mom agreed to joint custody

Every time she prayed for me
He was there stuck with me
High and ugly
In the burbs feeling so uppity
Luckily
It's

quit
You hate me now keep throwing fits
I miss my angel don't know where she went

Invested so much into you
You lost feelings out the blue
Would've

I gave my bitch a Percocet, she want another one
I'm makin' wops, I give you dick, and then I gotta run
My bitch my bestie, Captain Fall, you know

and throw it under hand

She tryna fuck me, I can't do it you wouldn't understand
They got my dog, I mean he free but that wouldn't   in the plans
I just put

moody
And it's fruitier than peaches and prunes
I was born and deformed by a beat with a boom
So swear allegiance to the legion of
The chief of the boons

All I Think About

Bad Meets Evil

Southpaw [Music from and Inspired by the Motion Picture]

2015

think about, baby (Oh, yeah)

Back then, hoes didn't want it
Now black Benz all hid in corners
My spectacular, vernacular
I spit like giving Ex-Lax

Madre de Dios mercy, yo chick she so thirsty
He gave her a protein slurpy, now she wants dessert me
She wanna be stuffed like turkey, she want beef? I say

can bone
By the way she looking at me, I condone
Herbal medication, verbal demonstration
Raised in a Ninja Turtle generation
Cowabunga muhfucka, where

it even?
Call me Sith, something get beaming
Say I made kids, something get creaming
She said I had no heart I lost the feeling now It's demeaning

Ready to gun ya down

All I hear is uh oh look at bae
She done caught a check
But I remember he wan stun me
Now he want me back
Replying to my snap
Saying

nam iex yam yandifownela
Zange ndikwazi uyichola but waphinda wafowna ndipha kwi balcony
Ndicela uxolo but nday'chola just to ask her what she wants

how the fuck she do that
Ops listening tryna build them a case
But it's all good I'm still getting this cake
I ain't bouta follow no fucking restraints

friends
So it begins
They want me got serving crack to pops screaming F a cop
Prayer stops, pray away my thoughts, layaway and rot
Fly a way I'm hot,

it’s love
Honest
I can’t be to modest
The greatest more or less
Come take this all on chest
An face
Good lord what a disgrace
The coldest at this pace

Fuck 'Em

Lord Finesse

Return of the Funky Man

1991

exactly
They used to laugh, joke, and try to fool me though
Saying (Man, you wasting all your time in the studio!)
I used to get dissed by the neighborhood

Nutted on her bra, when you she got on her knees
Outta Panama, I'mma take you overseas
Nigga tryna ball cause I came from the skreets
Tryna get that money

by that floyd

I’m dancing with the devil
Gotta send some more to the f*ckin lord

Go talk to god 

That lil girl thought she been playing me saw it

rich ayn worried bout da price
Turn up on deez niggas on sight 
Make a million by the end of the night  
Thru da ceiling if u run upon da pipe 
 Really

tribe but limited sources


Guard the vintage the future is the Kids present and gifted minding my biz


Taught by hood saints like Aunt Doris plant life

my ear
“Please let me be I can
Finally see clear”
Is this what the world has come to
That we’ve just drowned in fear
By the time we pass on
It’s what

mama so shiesty..Told me i cant see my son cause i aint make her a wifey..Told me he wont have my name cause she dont want nothing like me..Said i wont

my ear
“Please let me be I can
Finally see clear”
Is this what the world has come to
That we’ve just drowned in fear
By the time we pass on
It’s what

like Stanley 
I wanna have the chance to say 
I did this all by my self 
Nothing but mines is it 
No hand hand from the help
 I got more than singles