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They said I was nothing
Now its big bands coming in
This is real life, baby I can't play pretend
I was right there by your heart, let me in
But I'm
C-H-E-Y-E-Double N-E
C-H-E-Y-E-Double N-E
You are so fly and so amazing
Like a dove in the sky shy you make my heart sing!
C-H-E-Y-E-Double N-E
the risks were low
So I'm no longer helping people if it ain't reciprocal
Dip up out my town cause I been feeling like I'm trapped in it
Running into people
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
creepin
Red moonlight
H.D. [hyperdimensional] demons
Swarm the blood of 20
German death cult
You're a
Genuine madman
Madman
Lowest in the in the land
Heard I just
Grew up too fast
That shit been
Nothin new
Use to wakin up
So broke the day
The rent was due
I stay on my hustle
Till these dreams
Be
out in my home town
Got the throne bow to your sensei
I'm in game you on the bench aye aye
You do it for the paper I'm bout the clout
I'm on a new
to be rich
Try'n to put a way Mil (million) that's why I'm in ths studio on my shit
droppin rap after rap like we sell Key after Key
backed up by
I don't wanna worry bout nothin when I'm on the gas
I gotta flip it I can't be relying on people who don't got the bag
rack it up by any means,
a piece, yeah, I'm outta town
I keep 'em drought Season
In October they'll be cheaper if you need 'em
New flavors in my jar
Me and Jigga back to breedin'
I'm
tear this city up, yeah, we burn down the whole town
Like, shh, don't say it so loud
Yeah, this a red zone, but you in the dead zone now
Ayy, tell
to make me a redneck dime
I'm goin' to the mayor's house for a party and half of that town's gonna show
(Mr. Mayor)
By 10pm, you better call us in
Cause I
this town with me
I'm bout to skip town tonight, it ain't nothin' here left for me
Girl, these city limits got so boring I'm bout to go somewhere that's
Came from Michigan a little farm town
Some days I miss it. I'm glad it's over now
Mom in the kitchen makin food till it was brown
Now I got a bigger
them thangs
Or how the gat go braat, braat, braat, braat when it bang
And it seems like H-town got that popular slang
Platinum grills everybody else
little song
That I still sing for you.
I got ba-na-na, watermelon, peaches by the pound,
Sweet corn, mirleton, mo' better than in town,
I got okra,
to the hood if you want to reach us
I'll lay you down in the earth right underneath us
Same town just the poor parts
'Cause the beggers will disappear when
down
With one of those lawless, wanted guys in this town
But they did a number on me
So I stole the tricks out their sleeves
cnd they're mine now
So
you're sittin', fakin'
These songs are for everyone, yeah they're hittin' Pagans
From the streets of H-town
To the fans in fuckin' India
Do they even have
dig
Man we aint seen nothin
Yer girl wanna be with us
Na I heard she want a
Mud digger
We keep the mud by the pound
Our tires stay roarin
While
brain on the plane
[Chorus]
[Common]
I come from Chi-Town lost and found in the struggle
Where dudes say stay safe and stay out of trouble
Speak
sampled a eight of each, I made a pound town way before Tay Keith
My life's like a movie I really been in waist deep
And if you held bine on the L, it
under common law every time
I ain't worried about a statute
I ain't owned by the legislature
I ain't worried about the State
I'm in a natural state that's
on the high wire.
But the people have gone, his identity gone.
Clown peeps through he window of his caravan.
From the trees on the common
The town looks so
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