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to the West
I supply the fantasy
Played the beat then I wrote to it
Now you hooked, it's game over
I got you player
Plus I do it with style
In the club drinking

want pass man go use the back door
Na only doh i love and na yi i go fight for
U no ft first see ma man d function like night fall
Me n man ei baby we d

Shiesty motherfucker, you don't like me get a thumper
I gave a pipey to my brother, thats yo wifey why I fuck her
Iight
YEAH
This shit too hard
Turn

I only got one more year left on the Earth with me
Especially if I only got one more year left on the fuckin' Earth with me
They say you're gonna die

and you can rap, mix and master everything
It's on my own terms, turned my bedroom to my studio thats homework
And I studied every move I did my homework

action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action

this in the club, play this to your kids
Play this when you're faded, have a smoke
Have a sip have a dab, get loose, let me
Tell you what it is, uh
See,

a word but what's the word it's only fair to me what's fair to you,
cnd I ain't gone fake it shit you player too,
Back in bout some days or two,
On my way

a Dubb
Yu know we keep dem racks I told blacc go grab the Mack
Yu know we all bout checks I told flex go grab that tecc 
You know we sendin shots headshots

hated on me now I'm lit going up up
Tryna tag along leave you in dust dust
Never was with me in the gym I had no bucks chasing bucks
Constantly I was just

Only to be reminded by my pride
That "I'll never beat the rest. I'm just okay at best (You'll never beat the rest)
And maybe I will never get better in

Al-Ma'mun translated him from Greek
And began a golden era when
Religion let you think
But reason was rejected by
This guy Al-Ghazali
Which is probably why

yet (not yet)
If you're tryna make a pass I'ma intercept (let's go)
Got a dog up in the club, I ain't bring a pet (doot, doot, doot)
Covered in

coming by on the Friday
Sleep in my eye but you know I gotta firm it
Stay up, stay up
Shorty wanna deliver the box like Hermes
Or like parcel force

and your fight or flight is triggered
The only difference is we're not cavemen anymore being chased by a saber-toothed tiger
So deep breathing, it convinces

you best respect
You wanna shine,
It ain't hard, just get on your grind
ciyo
We live by the code
Of the streets
Move with our peeps
We
Put it down

you best respect
You wanna shine,
it ain't hard, just get on your grind
Aiyo
we live by the code
of the streets
Move with our peeps
We
put it down

the hardships
Had a little mix up with a devilish past it's a house of pain 
When your faced with your own mistakes 
I've chosen to listen to what the wisdom

you only hit me once a month? Uh
(How the fuck you say you love me, yo?)
You keep me grounded, I've been wit' it from the jump, uh
(I've been wit' it

it called me back
Forget my pride shit I even quit my job
For the one that I love to work music
Recognised by my art that I spill in my game
Pour my

Motherfucker!

Get away from here
While you still have the chance
Go, run, aghhhh

[Verse 1]
BLAAAAM!!! Up in the club
Eastside, hoo ride, true

first, take your columns as you see me so, I can't form
I remain the only badguy that they can't force
I never really do for you to tell me a welldone
You

blame
But is the money worth it if he don't love you the same
Memories made by maids love starts to fade
At the point where dad can't even tell you his

command
Left hands up in this bit
Ye ye
He talking trash
Man them boys they gone fold in the mix
Dallas they ain't legit
That's word to Tim (That's word to)