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I’ll wait for nigga
Six months stake out a nigga (Yea)
Then I’ll creep on a nigga
Me, yea I’m a sneaky lil nigga (What)
Learn everything bout a nigga

need you in my arms
When I'm the king of New York imma need my queen
Be by my side that's enough for me
When the times right I'll get on a knee
Take you

head of you pussy niggas
Y'all sound like whole lot groupies
I'm talking whole lot fucking diarrhea in yo mouth
Perfect time for fresh breath commercial

lovin' it
Carve a smile on his face now what's funny bitch
I laugh at my opps we ain't duckin' shit
I put one in his face like he 50 cent
I knock out all

(Killer going crazy)
(Simo Fre just killed it)

Yo, back but I ain't seen you in a minute (what's up?)
I'm doing fine
Homicidal takers in my

casket
Death by a hoe
A call from the ouens
We ready to go
Now
I'm driving a ford
Gelap In Tom Ford
Somethings In life you just cannot afford
Like going

fall behind
I swear, I stay on my square like I'm confined
In the rarified air surrounded by dollar signs
I swear I'm gone press it till the end of time

Screw life made me mad, might job then I rob it
Shit critics know nothin' about music
Tryna reach my arms fame then I lose it
Heads in a cloud dead

Trust God, we were made in the image of God
Christ like you could say that I'm not, no love's greater than God's
Christ really loves you like

Hellohihey

Lifesavas

Spirit In Stone

the latest phase in hip hop
And I mean face it..hip hop sucks without us
And we're the best that bust and best at touching the mic
I mean I like how y'all do

and purpose
I'm getting out the South, higher people taking food from mouths
There's nicer people that I found, with food in the clouds
That help me get by

out foam, uh
I'm way too official to blow up your phone
I'm in the V, I'm not talking Vlone
Pull up all white lookin' like a ghost
I'm dissin' hoes

ghost as the replacement! (Oh! Ho! Ho!)
There will be no more red suit jolly dope
I could describe the scene by all means but I’ll keep it clean for

theme song
Since the 6th grade kush that been cologne
Real maverick Shit i made the style on my own
22 and Cg boo but ima die alone
All my niggas

a lil bit harder
By the time I turned six I seen my first dead body
Getting turned down by they daughters
Had hoes, yea hardly
Fuck it now I'm feeling out

Falcon

Raury

Falcon

You got the cash, well I'm about to come in and embezzle
Man I'm on a whole 'nother level
I put the bass up in your face
And you feeling it treble

They say what you want
Red or Blue pill
I don't know
I can't choose still
Maybe I should watch more news reels
I think I feel just like you feel
A little

M so timeless with it , if I ain't vited you won't find me in it, ain't no skatin , ain't no Sidin with ‘em , if it's problems , I ain't ridin with

like some rabbits
Whole world you can have it
Know that ballin' is a habit
She know it ain't no reverse
She know I'll ride
Til I'm six feet in dirt
She

In mine
My team
I grind
I dream
I bind
My cream
And find
More green
Nigga making that paper see
I gotta go ahead a do it for the haters b
Man they talk

of willpower To hold me back from booking a flight
Be there in five to six hours God, I wanna see you tonight
Meet me at the top of the Bowery Whiskey sour

Dickbot, open the main door and
Let Captain Shoebill in before
He gets hurt by that crazy alien mob outside
Opening main door
It's allowed to-

dingaling ha
Now what, the balls in your court
Yeah im talking shit, Nigga this is my sport
Dont get offended by what i am saying
Cause back in the day you

raised by these streets 
But I’m gonna be a better man

Backs broken our chests ache
Black smoke in our chestplates
Thick lines in these stressed faces