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Am I alive now or it's just some crazy childs dream?
Louis, damn, did my name is REALLY Zouglas?!
I know I set you free but damn, give me colors!
the head I nick named her vicious
D-O-P-E in swishers
Got bitches by the sisters
I love all my brothers we fuck baby mothers
But due to the fact that
They
flow, my rep start to grow
And brothers don't diss me, cause they all know
That I can get raw and hang with the rest of em
Brothers be frontin, but
all getting cheated on
They all caused me problems
Except jazz
That’s why the rest of ya’ll
Relations are in the past
But i still see some of
that helps a guy like me offer love to a guy like you
Kind of like Killer Mike and El-P do
Let me say I appreciate you dude
I see the talent keep ringing
The next nigga that come play with me
I'ma send him to go ask 2Pac for a pic
They say I'm the hottest new nigga
Go check the thermometer, that nigga sick
me on the news
I don't listen to jazz but i'll give you the blues
Go head and find you some better to do
I left a rose on the grave
I left a rose
back in nigger that’s America you building “
And so will your children’s children’s children
Peep what I’m saying it’s deeper than whale pussy
Jazz
feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man
feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man
feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man
feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man
feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man
feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man
I got Gucci, Fendi, Prada, Loui
All over my garments
I give a fuck
About these bapestas
No I'm not rocking
That Tommy shit
Catch a nigga outside
No
it's disabled
I whip that Rolls-Royce like I'm a sailor (whip that Rolls-Royce)
I count up so much, I bleed from paper
I keep the fan and glizzy by my
advice and when he can't say shit
My hatred is fueled just give me a sign
And I let the world know that the city is mine, what?
You belong to the city
advice and when he can't say shit
My hatred is fueled just give me a sign
And I let the world know that the city is mine, what?
You belong to the city
a cook shawty
She give me head soon as I wake that mornin' good shawty
I do it all shawty
We go to restaurants that your ex cannot afford shawty
You
wrong
It really caught me by surprise
It hurt most when they close
Do the work from inside (Squad high)
Steve Ballmer
Swiss clip like Steve Ballmer
the baddies call me zaddy
All you bitches upset, call 'em maddys
Tell 'em we ain't lackin' ya we got the rattys
Got no time for no pop up by your baby daddy
that shit very bad
And I swear if I could I would marry cash
Watch me ride down the hood
Watch me do the dash
I'm serving Js by the Rite Aid
Niggas cap
let me tell you how it really goes
I'm on the highway with a black bandana, headed to Atlanta
Until I heard WOOP WOOP, that "Sound of Da Police",
That's gets me by
Roll up
Roll up
I'm off that gas
I'm off that gas
And it's a vibe
And it's a Vibe
Roll up
Hold up
Damn
She wanna get high
So I tell her
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