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the upmost 
man are like for nuff years you've been fucking up flows 
But tell them time waits for no man 
don't want to be old on road kicking a coke
can
and told her her skin look burnt off 

Honestly racism ain’t even my biggest turn off

Woah stop

Need more folks to focus on their own clock 

Don’t cop
grown hate
I don’t need your co-signs now
I bought my own space
By years of overturnin every stone face
Army of one and I got the right troops
I done ran
or a weapon
All I need is about 30 seconds and
I'll teach you a worthy lesson
Don't fuck with Devz in a session
Nothing but bars and aggression
From day 1 I've
woulda thought I was importing drugs
If I get a one million pound house
I don't wanna hear nobody's big mouth
'Cause that'll make me one of the most
phone, come by the crib
We in the pool, I slid it in
I slid it in, I slid it in
I take a quick shower then hit again
That fat chocolate ass is like m&m's
I
nerves.
Now I've read the word and seeks redemption
But for this album I'll make a fcuking exception

(Chorus)
To all the homeboys workin in Argos
To all
the gabbit
Bus ride motherfucker staying on the transit
Drugs like babies
Real gracefully I handle it
I don't think lames could understand it
Boxcutter Pazzy
Yeah
Yeah
Uhhhh
Yeah
Yeah
I'm back
Our Our Our
No introduction
Yeah

Put a price on my head that's going put you in debt
2 letters O and the S, don
seen?
Feel like fuck my dreams
All a nigga see is pitch black
When I sleep at night
Hoping that I never gotta
Wake up again hoping
I can reset and not
The funny thing about me
Is I don't do that much
I just make beats and smoke weed as a crutch
Y'all wanna see me flop, but I swear
It's all love i
Dear lord, I pray, I buss trays
And even if I don't, I write my bid and pray
Other the day I touched space
I pray for the poor and
Little niggas like me
tainted the chapters
Peace, god. Peace, Allah. Let's see what the facts is
We back on the dessert sand doing back flips
Son, salt and fresh water don't flow
or athletes?
Man runner get caught by hand speed
Forget the violence
Be silent
Lay back in the black top whip with the plate on private
Back to my yard where I'm

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