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can't pick up the phone
Sit back & be thinking they prolly love me more when I'm gone
That's just how I be feeling speak from my heart on these songs
Now

Down South

Mista Madd

Can I Live?

2000

on a daily basis
I got better with my cheddar, I'm bout stacking my faces
It's the scrambling we gon handle em, living the best out our figgas
And if I'm

shit
Yeah, yeah, shorty wan suck on my dick
Oh, oh, this ain't no jig, is a trick
Shit, shit, by the way I'm slinging this brick
Codeine straight to my

not the type to ever sit around
I like to do things they say are not allowed
I don't need your praise
If my people proud
I can see your face in

for the west side me and my niggas
We prolific you can see that
I make money when I sit back fucking with the rich gang
Small circle big class anything

to talk bout the baggage I claim
I tried to escape, the people around me was all in my face
Deservedly so, they know I'm more than what can be paid
They

the vest
I'm tryin' to get the iron workin'
I can't get the step by step
Rest, I'm the son of a tech
Double the reps, I'm gettin' it in
Curvin' the bend,

spoils you
Someone who understands 
You grade A Queen 
Yoni grade A too 
So don't ever let a wack nigga 
Smack on you're plate 
Play in you're face 
Keep

by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers
And I'm a lieutenant,
Goddammit,
You should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going

around say that same shit when you in my face
Fuck bitches and I don't drink so the money is the only thing I chase
She gone give it to me right now so it

spit on your grave
So I take a sit and portray a view, you people can only see trauma
Cannot see my views but count on my fumble I’m only impressing my

a dollar green face with a paper bill
Got to take my time with it they're always trying to tell me chill

Oh they could tell that really I'm the one with it

know the aftershocks of my moves,
Trust, I put my faith in these words
With every taste of these verbs
That hit their face, I put their face to the curb

the lawn
Sit on the porch dusk until dawn
Watch it play as I'm making the songs
Fueled my helplessness all of it gone
So I got a choice to make not really

never pretending, like I don't know the aftershocks of my moves,
Trust, I put my faith in these words
With every taste of these verbs
That hit their face

now I can sit around and wait
When I was my time and you ain't show you was late The looks in they eyes when they look in my face

But fuck that, I'm

jeweler
Diamonds dripping give her dick then she drooling
She give me medulla
She laid by my pool in the tubies
Everything Gucci I’m fresh as hell
Might

Real as they come
Like Adidas wit' shell toes
Their place in this space as fake as the faces on Melrose
Fuck it, these muppets love it
They mumble

a non-conversation
She’s staring me down, giving me a sensation
This can’t get any worse, I hold back a frown
Then my other friend comes by and sits down
“Fortnite,

Neva standing down. 
if you want me you gone have to get this 10 up off the ground. the haters in my face but I still got the crown. you ain't getting in

the mailman ring the bell shid you know you gotta sign it
Used to sit by the window
I soon ah fly private
She off a molly she want me to try it

Fucked her so

Trust me nigga This ain't by quendence
This what his intentions is
On My Micheal Jackson shit like This is it
Hit the time punch & never hit ah lick
Said

Down South

Mista Madd

Houston Hard Hitters, Vol. 4 [Clean]

2000

fired blowing big, sipping on a daily basis
I got better with my cheddar, I'm bout stacking my faces
It's the scrambling we gon handle em, living

Down South

C-Loc

Screamin' 4 Vengeance

2007

on a daily basis
I got better with my cheddar, I'm bout stacking my faces
It's the scrambling we gon handle em, living the best out our figgas
And if I'm