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said I rather be alone
Cause people fake and they have you trippin'
yeah I just stay at home ,'cause niggas snakes
So I just keep my distance
Yeah
It

life
I can show ya how to side step fronters
Make em back peddle while you hi step in front of em
Some of em didn't listen now their bench warmers

a no no
I'mma young nigga with fire lyrics
You are not real I don't feel your spirit
The illest period - I'm really serious
I'm killin' niggas with

out on ya own and you live all alone you Ion know whats real
Shit a catch 22 ion know what to do i just hop in the coupe and I mash out
Put some blunts

thought about was his daughter only one
Nowadays niggas acting like having opps is fun
Well I guess that's how it is when you're coming from the slums

on the moon
Vibrating high like to play a different tune
Have to make the moves you’ll see that I like to groove uhh live it up don’t water down
Boulder on my

of hell
Every single thought is real
Every thousand different lives
I see you I pull out quick
Hop out I'm just staying alive
A fight a war with my demons
I

Look it’s a lotta things change
Now she call me Rob Ace by my government name
And I fuck off money on my brothers with fame
And I smoke fat blunts

what you thought, this not L.A
So we ain't driving by, we gon' pull up and park
Catch you at the light, make it get dark
In the night when bitches

all my fingers can grip
Might catch me a breath, someone hand me a hit
Breathe, I'm not in love, it's just a thing we make
You can trust I'll be

what i know
It's the mad mind stick it with an independent native
That DJ Phish a real shiprock banger
D g a f putting up the middle finger
Cause i don't

November the 8th of '72 north of the Arctic circle|A plane took off from Cambridge Bay and the pilots name was Hartwell|He had to make it to Yellowknife even

of the time I'm probably by myself​ ​​
You better not think this shit sweet​ ​over here, I'm gon' lay down that belt​ ​​
We ride Strikers when it's dark

the past me 
Thin waves 
Covered up in a vast sea 
I won't let my life be ruled by your jury 

VERSE 1:

I'm not saying life can't be real hard 
But you

cut diamond gems
Dropped it every season
I don't even need to flex
But you need many reasons
Man I woke up this morning
Thank God I'm breathin
And I

I done lost love, said they real but they faked it
From the ground up bitch this came from the basement
It ain't trickin' if you got it what they

it's 350 if you want
Unless you want the remix pack but the re-whip punch like Jake
Yeh X 'n' Kruz
Full ones eighteens Z's and Q's
They only care what

We Strive

Infamous Mobb

Special Edition

2002

And eyeing me until I get the iron G

You want trouble kid
I heard enough of y'all thugs talking what you bid
Maintain dunn shit is real where we live

that's looking back
I'm getting older now, maybe I shouldn't rap
I'm an introvert especially when I'm sober
I gotta live my life and look back when its

the dark I'd glow
I make bread you boys toast and that shows
In June we make it snow like a river we just flow blonde thick girl miss monroe
I got one more

just an excuse?
You make me feel so used, I'm tossed around and abused

Didn't know I was abused
Had to go to therapy to find out it was you
It was

I swim across an ocean
It's my matress in the basement
I'm sweatin' out excuses
That would make your stomach turn
The road we drove last night

Take it back to the start
When love was young and free
Take it back to the start
The night before the dream

These days, I wan't the real shit

by everything that I said
But you knew it's all true
If I never said it
Then I'd resent it in our future
I was thinking holding my ground
Would make