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Look into my eyes tell me what you think I'm like, light brown half white lived a very black life
Any dirty spirit penetrates me gets a sanitize, I

the thought of you
Now and then, you pop up in my mind and that just kills my mood
I pray to god you're not the one that got away
But the way you did me dirty

touch
Could end up in prison, or do it by the book and clean your hands up
Fuck you mean, dirty money keeps me clean, my bands up
Loud money throwing

that's unworthy
One early, ima do it better than you, times thirty
Lines dirty so you know I gotta clean em
If I got you telling other people
That I hurt

I wanted to be and then I became it
How could you stick by my side (how)
When I had nobody else
Come here and give me a hug (come here)
You know I

niggas got a dark side/
I’m straight up out the jungle so you know I got some mob ties/
We was hoopin watching plugs trappin by the park slide/

In my city

yourself a spot

Convince me
I paint the picture, Da Vinci
I taint the image to mimic my energy
Dirty and dark like a liter of Hennessy
Lead me to bags

eat if he hungry
Hang a cloths line before they air my dirty laundry 
Respected amongst the theifs n I’ll ride by my lonely 
bossEd up u know always

can't believe we're twenty three
I'm starin at you picture like a dirty magazine 

This mattress on the floor no place to bring a girl
Not that I won't

class to really go legit
Go legit
Man I really went legit
Surrounded by some workhorses feeding off of them
One love to my brother tryna see him out

must've shot me down cause I can't deal with that
I stay loaded all the time so I can't picture that
You say I'm dirty you did some thangs but did you

Who want smoke u can get left swimming In central
Face identified but discovered by dentals
Mount Sinai home of the gun shot wound
Grimy niggaz ya life

out too much, I'm probably recording heat
Niggas on my dick chill, I think they recording me
We live by the code and we die about it, keep that

man the feelin that David's descendants roamin over
Native lands get treated like maggots and we condone it cause we
Lookin at a piece of the picture

in studio every single night
And it’s hit after hit after hit no violence
It’s lit when we kiss and you stick right by me
Don’t quit, this is it, I

Trynna see the bigger picture crop the bullshit out the Frame
If I send you on a mission be precise and hit yo man's
If you can't confirm that nigga dead

a stride
Got my hamper filled with dirty clothes I hold that by my side
Stroll into the laundry room that's in this building that I reside in
Dump my clothes

enough
You don't bleed enough, I'm too vocal with my dreams and such
Asking if I could just slow it down, I'm being me too much
I was painting pictures I

the ice go
I been switching up positions undecided
Neighbors called the cops they thought that we was fighting
I'm talking dirty she get turned off by

and I roll out Now
So roll with my flick as-well
Back then you used to think I'm Trampy
Now I just roll with a dirty stick
And my mans dodging the pack

Violent by design
Flicker in the ashtray
Got me in a mood sorta feel a type that way
Pulled thoughts ripped apart like a brisket
Tryna get that

wary
That the situation is scary
But willing to get dirty when the shit gets hairy
So that's why we
Fear
Eyes closed, coast clear
Wise Ghost floats near

I just saw him desert me
I see a sign but this shit is so fucking dirty
I wipe the board, it says holes 21 to 30

Driving by your crib yeah I'm

the timing feel right
Put some ice up on your ear
She numb to all my lies
Living in the moment baby just trying to chill and vibe
Picture perfect when you work