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the car and shoot
Back your shank don't drop that too would have been another ching if i saw man move
Don't step on my cord get bun
Might slide with shanks

jeopardize, revolver gon' never lie
Feelin high when I'm sober, realize I'm gettin older
By the seconds on the watch, bout three blunts in
Got wiser to these

brother when shit going down you show love to another
Dont fuck with no drama they calling my number
The third eye was blind but I'm not the jumper
Throw

keep it on em 
He be ready to pop 

It look funny 
But it still hit 
Like Shawn Marion shot 
They panicking now 
Catch a flight 
Beach a hammoc and towel

material 
cause I’ve been on my business hoe. 
See me sipping my Ciroc 
with a Rolex watch and a Sherling coat.
Taking them pictures all by the bar. 
She

the team damn she is a good actor
Shot a couple scenes despite knowing what's she's after
She wants the usual
Nice car, nice crib, nice trips
Begging for

surprised
Eat your words then go swallow ya pride
She swallow mine cause I ain't coming inside
Gotta peak I ain't reach yet
I'm on fire shoot my shot for

neva gon find
I'm just top of the line yea
I'm just top of the line yea
Take another one to the head I'm just clearing my mind
I'm gonna always figure it

another shot
Run around but you won't go
Lot of love, but you don't give enough
Got my heart laying in the dust
Moving on, so I'm better off
Too high above,

wonderland
Shooting shots but it's coming out underhand
Focused pen strokes got some thinking in the way
Another page dedicated to a life long phase
Focused

the blues ain't no misunderstanding
One to many vibes panties dropping by the day
In another league sports center shit like first take
Loading up this paper

Yeah I gotta get mine
I spent my summer gettin high and stealing stop signs
You know you smell that strong on me when you walk by
Ridin round swervin

to go to The bank
I see them, pulling up south thinking They got a shot
Just don't be late they'll be caught by The cops
And, throwing up rocks, thinking

Ever since my younger years i had her in my ear
Walked me to pre school and wiped away my tears
The spoken word on beats accompanied by beers

another bid
Parole say he need a job
But they not trynna see him win
He looks around
And saw his dad in the ad he was lookin in
Co-owner of a business that

wanna fuck you (fuck you), you already know
I wanna fuck you (fuck you), you already know, girl
Money in the air as mo' fell
Grab you by your coattail,

for each other, just give us chance we'd spill blood from one another.
Hands up to fight keep them by your head, and use your passion and love

a true star
That's a whole lot of energy I'm trying to move off
Damn we lost another black hero that's a north star
Me and my girl really debating should

Boutta medicate, gotta better way
To play with all my victims
Pick ‘em up, and hit ‘em with another bar
cnd they addicted, damn

What the hell do I know?

the sun will shine
Feels so good to say goodbye

Now By the time you hear this song I bet you've moved on
To another type of wine the kind that screws

she deserves it

The little girl lost her sight and she lost her mind
Too consumed by the fear that she'd left behind
I'll go back to the way that it

the music gets faster
Look, boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance
I'm not leaving now, honey, not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
Much

a thing / Shots into the brain/ I'm insane/ Looking for the change/ Still, no one came/ Tryna maintain/ Feeling like my conscience outta range/ My home

V1:
What a girl to take to the movies
What a film I've gotta see
To a country I've never been to 
Drink some red wine by the sea

What a pattern