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Now these hoes chase me around like I'm Sticky and they Dijonay,
But I'm with my bae,
I'm up in the morning like sway,
Gettin ready to puff on a J,
I

of life I'm bumpin like I'm Stevie
I see diamonds dancing every time I let my chain hang
Grinding on my J.O.B my people do the same thing
Heavy in

smelly pussy we have yellow pussy

We back by old timers
And young up-and-comers
Plot in the winter then we
Storming all up in summer
Fuck the dime piece,

I wrote this in the morning cause we pulled and all nighter
My thumb is feeling raw from overusing my lighter
We must have smoked a hundred blunts
I

casket
Death by a hoe
A call from the ouens
We ready to go
Now
I'm driving a ford
Gelap In Tom Ford
Somethings In life you just cannot afford
Like going

environments
You have to stay in places with people
That push you to be your best self
I know its not always easy
When you're dreaming
And day by day you are

empyrean beauty and shit, it's making me weep
In the morning rise and grind in the night grind and rise
Levitate when me meditate in the body buzz, aligned,

of dudes
Be trying to get next to her
I Stay in my lane
And be keeping cool
Cuz others be sweating her
Stick to the page
We gotta play by the rules
If we

Santa Maria bay (J veerman
J keizer j tuijp)

The sun comes up behind the Sierra Madre

It shines, it's magic bright
On the morning dew

See

It was a chilly Georgia Monday morning
Space heater tappin' out, there goes my saving grace 
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
A danger to myself, I'm my

clutching the heat
Steal watches and purses
Still nothing to creep
J.Lo wedding planner in the opening scene
Some still stuck in the streets
But I

the single deal
cBB was at our fingers still we couldn't sing for meals
I did construction in the morning 
Pushing a broom at J Crew cus they knew my shoes

Key to the City

J.U.I.C.E.

100% Juice

2001

Still got that key to the city....

[Verse 1]
uh..uh....uh
J-you, The hot shit, to hot to fall
I'm too ahead of my time kid, I stop for y'all
in

a wild nigga's idea (die)
We in the Taj in some fly gear
money machine, machine gun homie I swear (I swear)
I dare you to be loyal, try to diarrhea
You

at the sky by the pochers
buenas noches, see the pies that approach us
stockbrokes knocking cockroaches
we dot the posters, the top postmokers
leaving the beer

up like I’m Sarah J
On top like some tresume oh la la
My shit finna kill, call a coroner
Like 9am they’ll be morning ya
Ain't it funny how them
Niggas

A Key of coke a pound of shroomies
Got that Molly and that Lucy
Bitch I'm feeling loony

Woke up in the morning
'bout to get my pimping on
Log

Like there's light in the tunnel but no through
It's all on perspective, you live and learn lessons
But right now I struggle to let loose
And that be

was all on me
Smoked a couple blunts and a nigga was on it
Beat the pussy up till six in the morning
We balling, y'all are not scoring
While yo ass

cause Im in love with the cocoa
I ain't scared I fuck yo bitch with no trojo
While listening to kid cudi solo dolo
Ill be flexin' in my ranger by tommorow

I sit back relax
Rolling with the vibes
Girls sitting on my lap
While to homies by my side
Toking on the haze
Kill a beat while we blaze
No stress

detention
They be fighting depression
Caused by the stress of eviction
And we don't pay them attention
Cause they be living in mansions
Lost in a fuck up

the doors lifted
Lotta trauma when it rain it really pour nigga
It was nine twenty-four ninety two
Sometime in the morning a star was born and it was a baby

a 50, smoked it
Then popped a Perc 10
It's 4 in the morning I'm tryna sleep
He call 30 times put his
Ass on the block list
My spider senses tell me they