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it all comes Correct
So If you gotta problem raise your Hand object
Cuz I used to hate my self now Myself i protect
Had to inject take a break

of thinking
That collect here like cobwebs over every new circumstance

When I'm given too much to return
When I am punished by a common expense

So I am

for You no remorse
Don’t ask for no love when you knew How it’d go
Back to the mission at hand put the Grip in my hand
Give the shit to his mans and we

we didn't fall off
Cause the day you left, it's like you took a saw
and sawed it off, my arms
And took an axe to my brain stem
Now I feel a little

with expense
Plenty niggas fall for dollar, penny, nickel, dime
Nicotine, or molly, all addicted, we just pick a side
Pick a fight with definition

You don't even know what you started
He'll dig you your grave and you'll feel right at home
You'll never know someone more heartless
He'll dig you

literally grade A
I never stopped thinking about her, she's amazing
Could this be me winning the race?
So I ran my hand through her hair and stared
In her

this old man

He was talking to the grave.

I kept my distance, watched in aw

As he spoke to them by name.


Kacey your still the captain

Of our high

a conversation with god while deep in meditation
Lead the blind by example as they sleep off medication
Shit is devastating, but I say that to say this
Don’t fall

be locked in like that
Sword in my hand question after the fact, yea we moving like please don't fall for the trap
Please don't fall for that trap

to be another rapper and fall in a rut
You'll never have enough if it's the dollar you love
and you'll drink yourself to death if you bottle things up
Oh,

my everlasting love
Need you by my side, girl, you'll be my pride
You'll never be denied, everlasting love

What's love got to do, got to do with it?

thought we'd ever fall out
Should've been you and I side by side
On the grind 'til we ball out
I'm losing you to the fame like that smoke you blew it away

be thrown out the band
Cause honestly
I don't want to be surrounded by crowded hands
but I need thousands of fans
To be able to stamp all my plans
No

moneys on my head
I try not to get out of character that's something that I live by
Cuz they judge you on what happens, and never what's on the inside

live
Well my friend, you'd never live

I tend to walk with angels
Stroll through that park with demons
Hand in my pocket in case they clocking they

it all
Bitch I gotta ball
Got my back against the wall so a nigga never fall
Man these niggas want to talk
Wanna see what I get into
Try a sneak attack

Cash Money Niggaz

B.G.

It's All on U, Vol. 1

1997

in this game
This shits nothin' nice 
Play wit' niggas 'dese days
They'll leave yo' body cold as ice
But I say fuck 'em all
My ball never fall

Like really, can you blame me for starring at your bod
I'm wishing you're in my hands
Praying u from my thoughts
Way you move around the block
Wish I

subjugation never did make me fall into that hesitation
Lou utter flames, I spit Crimson Sublation, building my own Deva Yuga: this is domination
No debating,

you can't see me
Made it to Sofitel, humid and hot as hell
You know we never sell, you know we never sell
Plated fruit in the hotel, Stiiizy hit, bitch,

never follow step by
Step on anyone that's ever in my path
Death to any faker or hater
I can bring them that
Talkin' bout the mula the guapo
And all

you can take my take my
Reminiscing on happier times
Demons got me radicalised
I've seen hearts turn cold and stale I know first hand 'cause it happened

as hell
To us only speaking when you home alone
By the telephone waiting for the next nigga
Voice tone to get you in the zone
You said you wanted you a trap