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the evening time
No more textin', no more callin', late at night
I miss you, do you miss me too? Girl, you're so fine
They wanna burn me down cause I'm not

the one, join the waitlist
Hard to impress, I know you can't resist
No one ever said life is too easy
Worked hard on this, so boy come please me
Take me

So is you fuckin' with me?
Or is we cool? Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I hate how you want me to flex you
You get home, I'm too high, I can't text you (I can't text

motivation
Not feeling up to the task I'm too groggy
Sketch dreams got my glass empty but
I'll fill it with coffee yes please uh
Sipping my elixir, didn't hit

moving weight
But this ain't no workout
Suburban all murked out, four deep
Eight cups
Shit gets too real, won't even mix some up
Living how I wanted
Never

Ion Even Smoke So I See All Profit
I’m Up Right Nie High A Nigga Gone Knock It
Rob Who Take What Man Li Nigga Stop It
For A Threat That’s Ya Life Put

Mama Always Told Me

Silkk the Shocker

Charge It 2 da Game

1998

weed, ride, and sell drugs 

Mama always told me it'd happen
But she never told me when
She said probably happen when I get much older
But I kinda

to home truths, stay alone in my room, zoning through the foam in my brew, nothing on my phone and my hope is a ghost too,

Life’s a bitch I’m tryna turn

Sugar sugar
I need that sugar

You so sweet and pretty
You so sweet and sexy
You so sweet I can taste it just by looking at ya
My momma said too much

Omoge wambi maybe you and me could
Get the chance to chat it up
Getting really tempted
And I know that dude right there is got you locked

Oya tell

out with a 4 by 4
Im sure youve heard that phrase before
Aint got no lock come through the door
So we can settle the score

Let me tune it up a little

Something's coming
You can feel it in the air tonight
Hit the brights
Nope, too much glare, switch to fog lights
Tweak the dials till it's just right

not hollow
Like I'm lookin for the message in the bottle
Broke heart, it'll fix you up
Hella bored so we mix it up
Called flights like I'm tryna get my

your waist up on me
Like you are my shorty
When I grab that body
You'll scream out my name
Sexy when you're movin'
Day by day
Baby caught my eye
She

one of a kind bling bling shine
Never wait in line about to lose my mind
Drink til I'm blind if I said it I live it
If I live it I did it we did it we

That's when a thought came to me
Steve's barbecue was still at a thousand degrees

We realised
But by that time it was too late
Before our eyes

by the south though we was out West
I pulled up on Deucestacks and said he up next!
I stand on top of pyramids
Ima special mix of shit
I thank the lord

in my city bitch don't know the name bitch I go by Slixk (It's Slixk)
Don't be having me in yo mix shit like that might get you zipped (Boom)
Monkey

with an opinion fool
E-mail this to my publicist
So the media is gonna hear it too
You get on TV and get at me
Then I'm gonna get on the CD and get

of the Lord it dont matter if youre clever

Coz knowledge might come better check ya right thumb
If its green sow seeds it dont matter where ya from
Get better

Wisdom and opportunity if you listened to it
That was back when I wore skinny jeans and rocked a Qtip
I said a lot of bullshit too in the midst of pulpits

later in the day, but right now in the dark of this room, with grief on my bed
I hope I have been able to find relief by somehow touching you again
I'm

right now 
if you see the upside, then shout it out 

If your shitty music's substance-less and dependent on gimmicks 
You can get by for a while, but

your OG he a ra-ta-ta
You a miscellane you ain't gang nigga gotta be a shooter if you hang with us
Nigga said that he NOBK got smoked by a grave digger