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dreams niggas be fakin in disguise they be talkin bout they be applying all this P 
Niggas ain’t really in these streets I can tell my gang get up on right

to the opps
middle finger up to the cops
dont fuck with the p5
engine pop when i skrt
drop top benz wasnt made for the land
so im sorry what i heard
im sorry

Demons Wouldn't Bother Me 
Fake Niggas Do Not Wanna Vibe With Me Real Niggas Take c Ride With Me
Lil Bruddas Ky & Kei Was The Only Woadies Back Then

them to)

cight
Time to motivate these scumbags
cnother day, another dollar

Welcome all to the shit show
Life's about to get miserable
I wouldn't bother

Fuck it I took four
Grams man that's a no no
The chairs are moving like J Lo 
I'm scared to look out the peephole 
The last time I did I saw three ghosts

Random Factory
Uh
Yeah, yeah
Damn

How bout we talk like we talk when we wanna talk
Lil' mama bad she want a spark
I been in parts where we used

drop em hit em in his head , all head taps we don't shoot no legs , trippin for ma niggas doin time free em out the feds, he call ma phone trippen bout

Moving with God and it's time I'm knowing
Tick, Tick tock don't stop I'm blowin
Praising the Son, I'm showing
Spirit, I'm glowing
God shine His light in my

think I'm in a series
I hit it like I'm Judge till it's time for her to rise
Cruising over 60 under blue jay colored skies
Make them show their hand by

the hood dawg talking bout' the bottom
Where we cop it drop it stop it double up we get it popping (hey yea)

I'm just speaking truth 
If we gotta do it then

School's out
I'ma beat em like a bully by the flag pole
I pledge allegiance to being a true asshole
I remember days when the heater was the gas stove
Now I'm

on ya'll grind (Get it)
Why you so worried bout mine (Why)
You not on my type of time (Never)
It's my turn, better wait in line, nigga i'm one of a kind

Alright
I used to ride a mongoose when trekking through my complex
Homies came along too ain't worry bout what ma said
Hard head I don't need

I can't describe with words
How you are making me feel
I'm bout ready to cave
And don't you want something so real
So genuine the way they make you

the undertaker, shit ain't even fun
Putting all the sadness, in these trap drums
This is healing I'm just worried bout the outcome
I don't really know
I'm just

Better come ready next time or thats it
Yo bitch gettin hit by da team n da clique
How do i taste man i dripped in yo bitch
Doggin yo chick and I threw her

I don’t have time for the shit
I care about her feelings so I lie to the bitch
It’s either, I’m gone die or get rich
Can’t settle for none less just

bout socks when I say I'm elite (Nah)
Killin motha fuckas
Put em right up in the cemetery
And I kill that pussy too
Put it in the veterinary
I'm not

I see niggas creepin by
Lord knows whats on my mind
Shawty know she cant be mine and I aint picking up that facetime
Playa, in my zip im known for

prove what they say they did
I’m not enthused with your latest shit
I came through with your favorite bitch
You got the problems of a pussy boy
Pull your

the disk yea
I’m in your store
By the candles and decor
Pay a little bit of tax and it ship like this right
To any shore
I never couldn’t explore
Ninety four

And just like that
Years ahead vision gettin cloudy
Also foggy by the now and my rear view mirror
Add another adventure
Lend me your ears hear my

Sleeping on the floor them nights I’m just glad we finally came up - shit
Getting rich off the plans that we came up with
Lil' help from the universe
And we

his reasons
And I know my time gon come
I done went by a hundred seasons
Niggas filled with hate and I can't relate
Not sorry I've been dreaming
But I'm