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of thinking how they missed me and I'm on to the next one
Cherish before we think damn we had it now it's
Gone
Naw fuck that
Imma go to the other joint bruh
I

the door the first thing I saw was her ass
Booty shorts, booty shorts, whoever made them DAP ME UP
She say we got things to do so don't act up
I look at her

with this sheer gift, and so I'm here to share it
I swear it, fuck money, so go ahead and copy this album
Don't sell it, give it your friends for free,

but that don't even feel right,
We get judged when we live, man it is what it is,
I do this without having a single fuck to give,
It's my life best

we met but it was a purpose
And I don't know for why, but I know it wasn't for hurtin'
I'm thirsty? fuck it call me determined however you interpret
If

pretending

Produce in the kitchen, DJ and remixing
Walk up in the building, one SiX stand on business
I cheat on my bitches, live by my decisions
I'm really

the fact when you simp and admit it
Damn
The ones that don't fuck with yo feelings
Damn
The one you be nice to, the one that cold ice you
But fight it cuz

attract

Oh me, oh my 
All my homies gon' die
My girl gon' ride
She pray, I don't 
I kill, I steal, I lie
But still I live
I need to know why

My mama told

Then its back, to what we fussing bout 

I know, you know my resume, I want some head, give me Tresemme
Manifest everything I want, cause I’m gone

'm an MC not a villager

In the cut like it's vinegar
Not an album doing singulars
Doing shows until they sing with us
Fingers up cuz we don't give a fuck

it up like a choir, oh
I'm so blessed, you blind by the light, oh
Everythin' I do, do it right

Girl, I don't smoke but tonight I might hit it
New

Couldn’t catch me moving with suckers
Lonely wolf I don’t move with others
Only time I do is with my brothers
We fuck once and she say we lovers
Me I do

Line between Love & Hate! ( It’s a Thin Line!!!!! )
It’s a Thin Line! Since 99 I been on Front Line!
Elevated, We on the Incline, High Flying by like

Illegal Amigos

Los Illegal Amigos, Nino, K-Sam, South Park Mexican, Blunt Masta C

Chopped and Screwed Texas Style

2000

[Verse 1]
No nutt's no glory, hear the whole story
I'll be on stage, when you kill that punk for me
Drink some more forty, fuck my Lil' Shorty
Pick

the cake real ­soon
So don't worry mumma, ­watch my come up, we'll ha­ve a better life
Maybe then you'll kno­w I always tried to b­e clever and nice
Our

done this or I shoulda don't that
But I cabt change the pasta so what good is that?
Life in the present by mindful of your future
Don't like life pass

fingered nah we dont cuddle
I do this shit like light work iont know the hustle
Nah man i aint felt the struggle made a wave out of a puddle
(Ooh)
Spades

a damn
Look at how much shit I give to my fans
The fuck do you mean? You don't have any fans
Whatever man, I'm a stick to my plans
A spoke on the wheel

don't know us
Reckoning is here n you owe us

Done had enough of the dumb shit
Fuck your gossip, labels & boxes
Fully trust myself, know that I got this

the gangster
Aint fucking wit clowns
We smoke by the pound
She pretty and bouje
Wont stand in a crowd
A lot of bitches don't like her
She post on the gram
That

To move
No cowardice in you
So we outer space
The moon
We outer space
The moon
Take it one step
For the one time
If you need a lighter
Just so you can hit

by and stare
They say life's just unfair
They say life's just unfair
They say that I should be unhappy
But I don't really care
They say life should be

let's leave all that behind us
Have to settle for these subtle reminders
But brick by brick
We built this up
So our landing must stick
I don't give a fuck

son
Everybody knows, you ain't got none

You ain't got no hits, you ain't shit
Everybody knows I'm boutta hit a bitch
If she don't cuff me right now
We