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it aye
Just tell a young nigga he earned it aye
(Gang)(Gang)
Yeah yeah aye
Aye Yeah
We gotta aye
We gotta
-We gotta win
Don't you understand ?
Yeah I

givin' a fuck about a critic
If wolves got no kings
Then I'm governed by my conviction
Don't look for love amongst my people
I lost a friend that was

I'm back after a year of not making any albums last year
Y'all are gonna ask me if I'm finna slack again?
My answer is fuck no
I'd want to keep track

I try to point y'all
He gon' need som' strong
It's 3AM, so wait too long
You by yourself, done hit my phone
What you got go
What you got goin' now

like life is gravy even though it's oh so rough
My doctor diagnosed me and he said now here's the deal
You're coming down with a bad case

inches
Yeah
Missed death by some inches
Missed death by some inches
I know I'm better without it
Indeed I don't doubt it
But everything starts with a crave

a lonely world
Who was pissed off by what he was told
I'll say in the kindest of ways
They're controlling your thoughts now all for pay
This money

know you still follow me (Uh)
Since this is a game you should forfeit (Uh)
I’m drippin' like a motherfuckin' faucet (Yeah)
Waste little, shaped like

the surface
A first round draft pick, but is he really worth it
Man I could spit a bible, I got a million verses
Bring a million rivals, just bring a million

Niggas sippin wockhardt
More than all the pop stars
Y'all Niggas is not hard
That's why they done shot y'all
They ain't even let none of y'all niggas past

Hot Legs

Gary Tesca

Rhythm of My Heart: The Rod Stewart Story

1995

Who's that knockin' on my door?
It's gotta be a quarter to four.
Is it you again, comin' round for more?
Well, you can love me tonight if you

bike with a buzz
I don't even think they noticed the fresh cut
We were putting crystal light right into the gin
Rocking Rocky Racoon and Lucy in the Sky

an we bad Bitches
Fuck niggas frontin we don't need nan nigga
This is for my independent workin ass bitches
Down south Midwest up north with it
Got yo own

on a beat like this
Gotta shout AJ cah that flow is his
Every other day I get stopped by CID's
Still mix Amnesia weed with cigs (the ammi smells)
This

it up from my mind now
Ain't no time for no flights but we fly around Excuse me this is my round
Ain't no doin shit to say I did it
Ain't got shit

Tellin' on us didn't pay
One in the head, feds caught his ass
In a phone tap, he rolled back on G shit
We don't rap
We built a trap and caught his ass

me blaring out
Alone in a full room
Feeling that I don't fit the crowd
Respect over money there's no exchanging a fair amount

I see the change in

3]
the last verse is dedicated to someone right now
who lost a love one someway, somehow
i know you asking God why did he have to take that special

is exhausting
Time is money so it's costly 
It cost me good times 
That I could've spent with a baddy
I was loyal shutting down 
Everything getting

my nigga the hood did it
Still don’t push a benz tho
But I could lease one on my day off
I drive a 2018 Ford Edge
But my guy, that shit is paid off

Raising the bar wasn't easy
Thoughts like a racing car when they're speeding
Going off in the game cuz I'm in my own lane
With a cart by my side

concerned by rumors and gossip About the prodigal
Playing with Caucasians to hurdle my every Obstacle
Now don't get me wrong never hungered for Quick success

Okay
Ace
Okay I've been running things and my click is stunting it's nothing
Moving this position of power forward like I'm Tim Duncan
Ain't no

feel
Umm
Where did my smokes just disappear to?
I think I need a slogan like
Bitch don't do drugs round me
If I'm not high

It's not working neither is