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of the shadow of these shallow niggaz that hate me
I be smiling rockin' new Cavalli at the crib in Cali
Where they bitches obey me

You know it ain't free when

But If it was yo people you wouldn't feel the same 
The s*** was so different when I was a kid 
It's back to the struggle stuff we can't afford 
Barely

that's on the grind on the brink of losing they mind
They tempted to turn to crime
We gon' make it in due time
But not if you let it slip away like ya last

fuckin' bitch
Act like you know me, but really you don't know shit
You don't come from where I come from, you ain't do what I did
Growin' up in this cold

Tell me why I gotta move on a fast pace ?
I was just livin' broke, striking deals like yesterday
If they on the pave chillin', then you standing in

wouldn’t know about that man

Robbin' ya if you stunt, I don’t play that
Move, get out my way before I spray that
My pockets stay full like a fat man
I’m

comin' in cheap
Niggas try plug me in but I tell 'em, "I'm sweet" (I'm nasty)
But still hit me up if you want some sticks, got options
If you ready to go

that I be livin' is a gift and a curse
I'll drop a bag if I know what your worth
A hater shake your hand and put your name in the dirt
Your pride is

to the Atlanta Braves
I'm in baseball game on Sunday, had an extra ticket
Just called to see if you was available on Sunday
Yeah, and we still dreamin' of bein'

like that water a lot of teal 
Pour it up pass me the potion 
Livin this beautiful life by the ocean 
High on that fire I’m floating 
Feel like I’m

drippin
You might slip or get blinded by the glisten
When i say I'll be rich it's just a given
Cause it's in my thoughts and on paper written
I made my own

hope. You think you God cause you turned bread into dope, dope into bread? But aint nobody fed. I'm the sacrifice. I communicate with the dead and bring

of plan
When i got
stress, I swallow ten
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out of nowhere
Where to live?
I'm livin' gozilla
Yeah I got too many ideas
I see you

Blown Away

Spoke-In-Wordz

Word Play

on a natural high, lovin you more 'til the day that I die
Dead or alive, I'ma be puffin that weed, whether y'all like it or not
Addicted to the pipe and the pot,

West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

S.P.M.

Frost Presents Somethin' for the Riderz

2003

Mex don't understand tha game
Baby beach, baby beth, latino's if ever do you gang bang
I can't do it cause I'm all about my money man
Hoggin and doggin

Built like chess in all one piece
Strollin' down the strip, walkin' by Mandalay
Saw a man sculpted right, SOUL went on to say
Man by chance do you have

Black excellence needs to come back
If you whippin they flippin
White bricks in The kitchen
It’s sirens, I’m trippin
It’s Police I’m dippin
Out the back

crowd screamin'
Finally livin' out my dreams
Makin' huge figures
I pray that I don’t lose my soul to demons
When I get bigger
One day, if I end up havin’

Just tryna light the sky, a star in this dark place
Chronic anxiety, life flies by, it ain't a race
One that I was never in, people competing again
Evil

what I am told by all of my friends
I used to steal I used to rob
Cannot pretend I’m not a slob
That girl so fine tell me how she staying with you
Told

speak
The vision is all i think

Hope you get it
Hope you livin

Took a sip felt my soul start spinning

When my soul start grinning

I just flow

Like

Da Vinci, when I rhyme, I'm tryna paint the Mona Lisa
I love my money too much to be chasin' on some skeezer
You grabbed your bags and left, I never

Plastic People

The Getaway People

The Getaway People

1998

what all the plastic people do, ain't nothin' here for me and you

Nylon, nylon, nylon... Nylon life
Polyester feelings, linoleum wife
They can't

to find a way to get her on my tax return.
Trouble Makin' Zoey's ain't livin' her life with no frills.


Well, I don't know why I got her, she's a pain in