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the best
And give God all the rest
But I can't fake it
I gotta tell the truth
Like to hear it
Here it go
From a frustrated artist

I'm tired of arguing
I'm

Smooth, smoked cronies
They all forget themselves once
Finding not one time
But three times
That they reside nowhere
Nowhere to hide
Finding themselves

it ima omen
Edna wasn't there, I was so lonely Confused dog, don't know my owner
Introvert, no conversation, you catch me, I'm by my lonely
He

trippin' they just throw a bunch of leaders in your face
Dream perfection, complexion, attention from all the babes and the boys
Nah, I can't listen to none

(Bring the beat in)

Big boy words like ""juvenile,"" baby
Twenty-six in Velcro shoes
Bold tattoo across your leg, baby
A picture of a child cartoon

Real Hitta

Plies

Real Hitta

2017

hitter
No real nigga
I'm talm 'bout like, a nigga that really got a sack though
I'm talm 'bout like bein' cuffed by the boss and not the runner

and get drowned by my massive
Kill you, batty boy, and hold your lover for hostage
Knock, knock, niggy, knock, that's four shots empty
On a violator that

and no one's there

Build a house then build a home
Do it daily
Build a Rome
Swing strings, the universe
Voodoo blessings say we're cursed
Nurtured by

True, I'm in the hood like you
Same hunk of pains everyone go through
I'm just gettin' it, do what I do
I'm hated by many, and loved by few
Naw, You

lasso in el paso better reinforce law is here I see the fear
careful not to shed a tear, youll be a plow boy in prison cowboy
wake up from the hay I'm

a bitch about my grip
Bubblegum bubblegum chew it by the pound
Ass super fat, I'm not a square cause I'm around
If you choose to blow it, make sure you

in it when it's costing you a personal stake
God bless the American people
Nowhere to be found when they need you
A slice of American pie, I can see by

I aint talkin bout candy but everyday payday
Smoking by the ounce passing blunts like a relay
Told the plug I need the backend no delay
And after we

lesbians in the park
From overseas
An ode to joy
Can you dream communist
One two three four
Me I want your
Number of failures
Safe and pretty
European home

the word I fear the most, I get so high, love, from the way that you get me so low

You grabbed me by the back of the head and you said, get up boy, you

of the strings and all of the things
wonder all the strings and all the thing

Big black boy straight from nowhere
I had a chip on my shoulder
I rock the crowd

like the norm
And if it was left to them your boy would be gone
Not even sure how I made it
I was dealt a bad hand but I played it
By the same people I

after day that's why I Fight

The labor room a loud roar
The doctor  said it's a boy
He favors a mommas boy 
There's no denying Mrs joy
That's her last

And boy do we feel as free as the road
The load on my chest begins to unload
The fire in my heart is matching your tone
I feel so in love from my skin to my

I rolled the dice took that risk on a lonely road
Only real soldiers can make it where I grew up from
Perfecting on my craft I kept my distance
They

Nowhere on the map I put above my city
No one on a track, comes above my witty
Reparte-spit hot flames, no diddy
City that I'm at, simply known as the best

expect from the boy
Cry when he treat you like a toy
One thing about you bring joy
We know your main decoy
Tell me, when did I mislead, heart was open

know I saw the highs 'fore the lows set in

I thought I'd never say goodbye and boy did I get played
I swear I saw the signs by the way she left
I

Woke up this morning I gotta get it
They won't see me comin'
Like I'm wearin' camo in trenches
We went from rags to riches
My bag's expensive man we