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going overtime overthinking in my Bed thoughts flowing doing crimes Wonder when im gonna stop mama i dont Have much time i dont wanna live no longer Bout

a confession
My brother locked up Ima call him collect and
Let him know when he out we doing it big
Bed by the roaches when I was a kid
I ain't give a fuck I

No guts no glory no legend no story
I'm tryna do it all with bad lil shorty 
Legendary status by the time I'm 40
Ducking cases with the best attorney

that I never really used up
Two by two, smile and give you my salute
Does not compute, not the usual cube root recruit
In a jumpsuit with a parachute

to this type right here
J chriss, we got you, my nigga
Shit don't stop, man
For all you fuck niggas thinkin' y'all
Stoppin' us, shit is real, man

You wanna

riding around town, in my drop top beamer,


Raps dead except for K Dot, J Cole, & Snow Tha product,
Rittz, MGK, A$AP and Jon Connor,
And them independent

still want more 
I told that girl when you roll up with the papers just know you use that raw
Got caught by two in the blue so you know my flaw, it's poor

I'm catchin' wreck 
Chillin' by the projects, money got the high-techs 
Goin' till the break o'dawn, never see bed 
Get red when I said, got gats

at
Skirt skirt on you bitches I ain't seen that
Don't believe that
J a monster under the bed
Prelude the people under the stair
You either be scared or be

at
Skirt skirt on you bitches I ain't seen that
Don't believe that
J a monster under the bed
Prelude the people under the stair
You either be scared or be

to cry
Big and capable minds are hard to come by
I look at elections and think it's wack
Do not try to play me just cause I'm black
Whole damn world sees

Getting exuberant with the ideas in my head
It takes me at least an hour to get out of bed

Its an inside job for an inside man but im just that man
Yeah i

Glorified by the chip on my shoulder, well I told ya (Well I told ya)
Imma take this scene by storm, only one way up
No matter what shape or form
No matter

She wants shots
Lemon drops
Red headed sluts
Keep em coming don't stop
Till we drop dead Fred
Pass out in bed
And by bed, I mean anywhere you fall

dying in my hood with no eulogies
Buried by their mamas, ain't new to this
If you wanna pick a fight, bring your fist, not your toys lil bitch
This

Instinct

Tha Mexakinz

Tha Mexakinz

1996

Or a matter of give or take and break burning elevation
Ignite the flight by higher learning, concerning
Granting you abilities like think  
Motions first

(WEAU Weather Broadcast)
I don't wanna see
Where my life goes
Without you by my side
Yeah I don't wanna see you go
I can't stand this pain
It feels

for y’all
This a toast to them" "Rest in Peace"

Here's a toast to the dead
If you don't drink, smoke to the head
For the freedom fighters killed by

wrote this song
In a hotel room overseas on tour
Where I'm feeling myself 'cause
I'm all alone
I don't know where one day it hit me
Hanging by his room

in this bitch
Nothing but fuck
So we fucked all this room on this bed
When it was over she went home and left me lonely
Yeah
Roll up a fatty lets get

the glory days
I would run around with my homies
Not looking for trouble
Just something a little subtle
To get us through the desperation
Of living by

Neva turn my back like a corner in the fourth
Foth down and the goaline pass to
Myself like I'm Brad J bitch
Fuck everybody else hey hey hey hold up mane

Lowry
And by struggles, I mean mentally
Physically losing energy
My phone was there chilling all day in bed with me
We off that cause it will go how it is

I still don't give a fuck
J rich that's my bro the beat by the way
He played all these keys real time one take straight through
No practice
I just