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already know what you would choose
Been doing what I want
There ain't no more of playing by the rules
I tried to do the whole good girl shit but I realized

Dope Boi get ran mad like Jo Coy got white girls in white Snow I tan that
Side shows with the SS, night shows girls dress less, Mic flows put you

and realer by the day
Kicking my feet up, I'm having my way
Cause I'm really doing whatever I say
He said that he wan kick it with my team
I can't hold you
If

there’s this one that I see me in you
That’s the very one, that I keep my eyes on
Something bout them natural
Curls, look around, look at what you have been

unlocking the doors
Just smile and hold up the fours
Treat me like that and I'm yours
With you I want you and some more
Yeah
I cannot give anybody attention

make you fall in love
Treat me like a test that you failed, tear it up
Tell the way you love it by the way you give it up
Only got one life, so you

it ain't coming through
Cause I'm just a problem when my issues come to you
You say what you like and you like what you say
You give me advice just

it ain't coming through
Cause I'm just a problem when my issues come to you
You say what you like and you like what you say
You give me advice just

Like wait
She said I'm amazing
One of the best like fuck that
I wake up the best you're crazy
Crazy
Laugh to the bank thats daily
Yup
Smile for

Yeah, I do them drugs, I don't give a fuck what you think
I got blood, I got mud, I got bud, I got drank
Only do it for the pain, it be fuckin' up

But who gave you the right to try to rewrite my narrative
But if you could teach me anything, I guess a good lesson would be to stick by your family
Yo,

stopping now so imma call you out
I see you on the other side but ain't no sending shots
Won't let you start like them black and whites you was tipping off

Ey man, I'mma tell it like this, man
I don't give a fuck how
Much time you done did
How many niggas you done shot, you done rob
You still ain't

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Wasting time with a cigarette
Your like smoke inside my lungs
Give me high but give me death
They say I'm old enough to die young
Thinking blindly

Count Your Blessings

Deitrick Haddon

7 Days

2006

You gotta sit back and count your blessings
You gotta name them one by one
Baby, you can't take the credit
For anything that God has done

I don't

tell by your breathing that you've been needing
Someone to give you a sense of reason
One who will fill up what's been depleted
I just wanna break you

to you show you what a boss can do
Baby I got da sauce for you
You give me déjà vu
Feel like I always wanted you
I just want your love wit no substitute

Golden Pharaoh
Not too much in the street cuz the road is narrow
And i hit all my targets like bow and arrows
You'll get jacked like sparrow 
By my

you doing
Nothing new
I'm over here loving you
What you doing
Text me say what you doing
Loving you
You make me feel love fi true

By the time you get

me
Acted like I ain’t give a shit but I did man that shit hurt
That’s when I told myself fuck it
Started hanging with other niggas and it was lovely

pursuance
They all wack and foolish, while my rap's improving
I just send her a text, followed by dot dot
How much work you put into this? a lot lot
Her head

get home baby I want you in my bed
Stepping in the street we move correct
Got the wap all down by legs
Got the street on lock like Luther Lex
On me

making trouble
Trouble is what excites me
No one can do it like me
Trouuble is making trouble

Wow you're troublesome please give me some
Don't be turned