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really want love
(Fuck all these bitches and niggas too)
Niggas switch up for a buck
They'll switch up for a dollar
If she hit me I might holler
I'll call

torture towards me
I'd hate to see the time I spent working on my craft for it to turn from morbid and corny
To something that you'd enjoy a little too much

theze playaz thoughtz
Too much trustin' risks
Make foe week fool to get caught
Hold the slippin' too late to be trippin' we
Stratigiez gonna pass to me

heritage bitch
Ain't too much shoes that your parents can fit
If and I chose to let you get it big
You'll be another black man on the list
If and I choice

it out
Realizing too much, I know why people doubt
In the hood, you a rat, no Mickey Mouse
Too poor, I'm just tryna live in a house
These people

And at the weddings
I pretend weu0027re married
as I apologize for his terrible dancing
Call it co-dependent, 
but I love taking him home
when heu0027s had too much

the eagle claw clutch
I'm just to much to touch
Keep the mike beside me like Starks and Hutch
Word Up quick to roll a dutch and puff it up
Blunts everyday in

the clout
I just want to chill out in the big house
Day ones round, got the guns out
I just need to get lost in the baseline
In the studio by my damn self

attire
On some subtle shit
Seen you tryin to jock it, by that time I'm on some other shit
Dare you to tell me how much you still need all that other shit

learnt, that no matter how much it hurts
People will always learn
I got no friendships to burn, everybody gets concerned
You got to take your turn, feelings

cared
Diamonds hittin' in the dark, spent a band on my jewelry
Look, on the rise, step by step, like climbin' stairs
Word to the wise, we been hustlin'

but I'm not so sure
I think I go a little rushed
I think I think I think I think I think I think too much
Well,
I got you covered if you wanna sleep
I

thank you, baby, oh" yeah

I was just a little fucker, Frankston liner
Chucker upper
Beefin' with my old folks, no big brother
I've never had much, but I

what you like
So I can give you some moree
Astalavista, we ga touch
No miss yarn
Too much bags
But fishers no fish am
Oya wait.
Money no be problem

broke far as i can tell through these 300 dollar glasses
Too much dope was in the bag couldnt wrap it up i burtn the plastic
Put it on the scale with

Like a toaster man I’m always burning bread
You been workin out for months just to get ate up by that lead
Thirty two ounces of syrup and I been

ridin past
They be like he got too much paper with his havin ass
Get it fast and imma blow it
I'm with Rip in Rumors wit these racks now watch me throw it

to the function feeling like Denzel Washington cause I'm leaving with something
Pockets getting low, been spending too much I need to make some money (Some money)

get hurt I don't even feel it
I be so high i just be starting at the ceiling
If a nigga drink too much he could get in his feelings
Or he could blackout

the emotional king
They tell him he too invested, he don't know what it mean
He tryna show they can eat, and still put food on the streets
But they never hear

immerse
Hold up watch it disperse visions of Biggie
Big L and 2Pac just looking at me (Biggie)
From the gates of Heaven while
The police booking at me
Open

this is our flow
Life ain't easy, bro, but that's okay It's not too late, repent to him and get a blank slate
So have some faith, let him take the place

like to think I'm decent
Always keeping to myself, fuck what she thinks and what he said
Cause you boys be playing too much, still be acting like it's

y'all I'm him, beg your pardon
L.A. for the day, let's pull them hoes out of la jargon
Oh that boy got juice, he got too much for the carton
Throw that