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the place where you belong
It's not just me who will tell you this ask the cousins too
If they bother any of us you will make them lose a tooth
Thank you for

There is no one like I
Little shawty mixed, so we call her tie die
Quarantine, but she still gon slide by
Coronavirus so I hit it with my mask

a look
Into the mirror know my
Heart is torn apart and not a soul can fix it
Really about to lose it
Tell me why you thinkin you can take
Away the pain

alot by myself
Probably why I dont ever ask for help no more
(Yeah)
Would you catch me if I fall, yeah
Made my own way through it
Yeah Im bad with my words,

list in order
This the album of the year by a long shot
Barkin' got your dog dropped
Please don't tamper with my bucks, Mike Alstott
I don't care

and call it love

you said 
“i’d run forever if they let me
when i lose my legs
would you put me down?”
like taxidermy versions
of your dogs hung on the wall

door but who's been getting in
It's always "Where the album at?" or "Where the fuck you been?"
Like I ever leave that studio she's sleeping in
Writing

a bin
And leave it for a dump truck
Must think I'm stupid
Like I'm gonna use this life
On the worthless type
And then lose my life
On mandatory twenty

Uh
And you already know what it means when you see these two names connected
Yeah
Niggas counting favors while we out here counting paper
Fueled by

song album now I cant feel shit
And she know how I am yeah she know that I'm bout it
You stay with your gun now you cant leave without it
My god
You know

the weight i put on
Just a kid who found biggie albums and fell in love with
I met some hustlers from Forest hills I put all my trust in
Who use to keep it

man i don't just want to get you open how is it I'm your T.h.c when you got me stoned like a boulder just because i don't follow you don't mean i don't

to lose they tried by all means just to make it but nigga I'm never coming up loose I never had to choose but I had a choice to take my life and end right

lemonade yea I still been in the mix 
People switchin up the vibes in here like we ain't never did
Seeing days up on the calendar fly by like it's the wind

you’re hot
You had everything to lose and you know it’s a lot
To rewrite the history of who’s hot and who’s not
So watch the plot thicken as you come

my soul, writing out a eulogy if I don’t make it home.  I’ve got grievances to air and I got nothing left to lose, if I’m going down then I’m coming

Experimental fuckery but the shit ain't confusing
Give a fuck, like what a buck? I spit so I don't lose it
Abusing myself enough, I think it's time to make use

coaching Kawhi
And you can see it in their eyes
I ain't changing their minds
Like, who am I to?
I'm just Crafty, know what I mean?
I used to have basketball

They Got Me

John Forté

Poly Sci [Clean]

1998

a problem
I've been robbin' niggas and pullin' triggas way before my album
Drownding my sorrows with bottles of Moe
Anybody can go, lose your control, end

guess it all gets in the way 

Larry knows, I'm just doing this for the dough 

And you better hope this makes no money 

'Cause we've got four album

on the way I think I might just lose it
Them broken beats
Melodies
Killing tracks I’m a felony
I flee the crime scene
I leave the booth empty
Album drop, cops

didn't go to American Idol
Lost inspiration
So I needed new information
Surrounded by temptations
My soul is in heaven and it's looking so patient
Got

to lose
Pullin' my pistol on them fools, you know the rules
D-R-E, you got me heated; my words like a penitentiary dick
Hittin' bitches where it's most

Made over 2 mil, never had a shoe deal, everything is too real, never had a crew still.
Play with the sharks, Stop by the light. See a fresh Benz