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on
The spirit lives on
A new dawn
To be a new man
I don't need ya to notice me
He watch over me
And he holding me
Cause someday I'm gone
The music goes

the stains like the Oxy
For the boo boos, got no band-aids
They cosplaying, lookin' fan-made
I'm a dirty boy, need a handmaid
Just a flirty boy with some plans

Work

Twista

Beach House EP

2014

these ambitions girl with the tip of my penis
To write stories, a young boy the genius
And I mean this, there's never been a day off
Never been laid off,

Vegas On Biz

Crooked I

Apex Predator

2013

Ghostwrite y'all niggas some lyrics, whatever y'all niggas need, man
We out here (haha)
Y'all ma'fuckas never seen niggas like us
We the real deal, we

to get a lil attention
And get lil richer
Just off of some lyrics
Aint seeing me selling my soul for a digit
All that I need is my weed some bitches Stav

work on ya tan, I gotta plan, involving a man, and a woman
I think you know exactly where I’m goin
So come on over girl, you know the door is open
You

put the P with the I
They don't need no help till I die

I just been pimpin
Face strapped with full glimpse
Gangsta mack boy
Fuck that bullshit

lyrics
And I don't need no hoes, I need a grown woman
Fall back, you need a new gimmick
You know you ain't gon last, you ain't that authentic
I mean I'm

this means goodbye

Taking the centre from myself
The woman and the man
Taking it to god, I got my Bible and Koran
Taking the centre out to a cyclone out

it easy for a moment, need to catch my breath
(These) are the battles that can turn a boy into a man
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can
No,

don't smoke like me n' Wizzle man do
Man I'm on my D boy, kingship
New whip, rollin weed on my pink slip
New strain yeah I'm back on my G shit
Growhouse

a trapped rapper
Adopting record labels as your new Papa
Old lyrics over new beats
How you hot boy?
That coyote midget ain't new see
I'm the roadrunner
Beep!

at least
I found peace writing lyrics on a sheet bank
Fuck these hoes never trust these hoes I don't love these hoes
But I must need hoes cause I fuck these

I done sent you back to back textes
You ain't replying
Deep down, deep down
Deep down, deep down
It's driving me crazy
I need some loving call me

I Don't Wanna Party Wit U

DJ Quik

Street Vibes, Vol. 7

2001

pants, you the man
Nowadays you can't tell, watch the crotch, it may swell
You needs a pap smear you need to know
If you got an STD, some little

beach
Really I know so lil bitch
Shit I'll make it without your team
And I'll make it without your green
It's the best and newest nigga
If you need

once & I won't repeat it
Put my lyrics out so your hoe kould read it
Humble nigga but the boy konceited
Think that's your wifey but I know she cheated

They say the beach is where peace bad bitches and tunes are
I'm sitting by the beach still waiting on the porn stars
Double d breasts the type

art
What's your favorite thing about a woman
That's the coochie part
Coochie vet, bitch, i swear I need a coochie pendant

Eat it up, I ain't never stop

got drink by the beach
You want smoke but they gassin you hoes
Lil lean babies always wanna clap back
Pack a pistol if I need to pop that
but you don't

gone take it in her own Hands 
Don't try to talk to her 
Cuz you are not a grown man 
Word 
She want somebody that can Build with her 
Not some guy that

with food in the pantry
I love me a girl that stick up for the man and take care of the family
I love me a woman that sleep in my t-shirt with nothing

I'm investing in myself, and fucking on these hoes, I'm on Grown shit
I don't fuck with kids, girl, I can turn you up, I need a grown bitch
Thirst

66 bullets Every demon took a snub
The power's from above Boy, there ain't no scrub

There's only man of honor And woman made of faith
And little kids