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It's a manhunt, it's a manhunt
If you got guns, then follow me
Pick 'em off for the
Dough like one-two-three

Please man, I got a fuckin' family
Ah,

in the same lane
Stuck in traffic, blurry visions, they just tryna find their way
Me, I'm right here speeding by em ain't got time for what they saying

watching these niggas snake me
Wasn't charging for verse but now i need you to pay me
Cause I'm done with the hand outs
With the "bro help my mans out"
Watch

by ya address for some weeks I can’t mistake it

Like I can close my eyes & recite ya license plate letter placement

Been itching, to make you

right here by side
If you, thinkin you know what I'm goin thru
Then you, just keeper me prayed up like my grandmama would do
Cant even keep it on the low

True say I'm like the UK's Lupe though
Like Martin get martyred for
The truth they told, in new tape mode
Don't make me switch like UK Gold
You can only

friends not the fake ones
All my family everyone who never doubted me
Allowing me to just take off
So we climb, we climb, we climb
To the top we never rest

want to say I love you
Through the highest tide
My mind divides
What I see from what lies inside
A 9-5 ain’t for me
Mom it’s time to grind
& if I die

stops answering these prayers for my downfall 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 4] 
Tell me what am I to do 
if I ain't have a soul a nigga always had you 
pardon Dude,

across the land 
Led by a bleached blonde man with a mic in his hand

Act two, song's the only way for me to talk to you
Cos you're the king of hip hop
I'm

Hold me tighter than your hairband, so my insecurity knows that it real
If I was to buy you pizza and some Starbucks, would you come over and chill
I

thats my family
me,Redd,Hump,Fuzz,and Anthony
nigga we livin ya'll fantasy
and I take baths with vanity
I'm in the studio from 9 to 5
I'm a stay

I worry bout is getting music out
Need to focus on what's in my bank account
Cause I know she wants me to save for a house
But if money's going in

a clear message
Like Khadijah saying prayers
I'm giving you the best
Sweet love
ANITA BAKER
To bake a whole cake
Not a slice
See the layers
I'm funkin for

ya save me
From seeing evil
Ceelo Green
Does that mean that I'm crazy
I see my peoples lean on me
Like Morgan in the 80s
Cause we the people
Busy bonin

get her when she sleeps
I walk her down slow Jason Voorhees
Its my turn now time for me to take over
Foolies out here acting like no limit soldiers
Hot

conflict amidst a crypt I
Still convicted for my shit
That Judas kissin' got you slit your wrists
Come with me, I will take you
Open your eyes and wake you

the inside, I'll be waiting for the family
Go in the chimney, I'll look they don't wanna drive
I'll go to reset, pretty much me, how you guys let this

the door down for the city
Long Beach that is
Everybody start poppin'
But it wasn't always good, you feel me

Once upon a time in the LBC
I was flat

My family loosin focus cuz it’s taking long
I’m loosin my mind, shootin shit, trappin instead a making songs
I don’t wanna shame my mom
She said do

'cause I didn't let you eat my pussy yesterday

If you bitches wanna pay that's all good wit me

I ain't scared to dance for nobody spending they cheese

not the city or the players
Bruce Allen can kiss my ass is how I'm ending all my prayers 
I had 6 tackles in my last game, they cut me next
Yet

on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you

on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you