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the pot
Bitches can't see me
They bag is too tiny
By bag is on large
He asked for
3 some I said
Let me sum
Then had a Minaj
Park inside my garage

I got

momma know I regret it
And it's all out of anger and no nun of it I meant it
I can never let you close to me
Now we finally winning and we happy how it's

getting by finessing
FMG a problem, you cant teach this in a lesson
Came from out the dirt, got some grays from all the stressing
I been on the grind, I be

some young bulls
On the boulevard
Playing c-lo
Like its goodie mob
Tryna get mine
And get out for i ace
I had the clout
In the drought
By the 8ths
Tryna

But I ask you to do me a favor and take care of my daughters
and raise them to be good respectable woman, like their mother
God bless her soul
And raise

and
Pray to God I make it
But I be out here slangin' iron
'cause you know what I'm facin'
Done did some bad shit but I know
You won't let 'em take me
But

I chose you
You could never show me love
But I still stood there by you
Was real
You made your mind up
Had to see it through
Struggles we've been

We had a fire and you let it go out
If you planned on leavin', you should've burned me down
I was whole, but I've been fallin' to pieces
Wondering

Oh Lord I Dun Found My Swag

I'm not a dime a dozen
If I ain't the one, I'm nothing
I'm going in
I came here to win
Give me the bags I'm bussin
Nigga

a landmine
I show you  how I get mine, it's time for you to show me why you worth time
People tryna tell me what they got to bring to the table when I brought

of regrets
If you've never nearly died of a hangover yet
cnd if you wanna see it out with me just fucking say so  
If you ever wanna be like me then fucking

Bad Idea

Bad Ronald

Bad Ronald

2001

her checkin' me out so I flashed a smile.
Introduced myself 'cause that's my style.
She said, "Yeah I know you, I love your CD.
I know all your

act like you don’t know it’s me
Investing money and time hoping niggas notice me
Am A Young King with Big Dreams So Don’t Call Me By My Government
My

without even mentioning all the corruption that goes down
I remember my mama would take me to Brooklyn to see all my family they gone now
I was kicked out

Man yall be full of shit
Cause how the fuck you judging niggas
Just for trying to exist? (Nah for real)
I close my eyes to feel the music
God gave me

And I'm past all the pain
No Joker, but it drove me insane
Sought out help, brought some calm to my brain
Had to step on the brake and skrrt switch lanes

Torn apart
Trying to wipe me out
like the pilgrims did
Yet I have immunity I finally quit
Massa breaking out the whip And they
All will have his back

your 6ft, 
Nobody care How I felt. Looking at me mad, like why, I aint help. Bc when I won,
The whole team winning But when i took hits.. Ls all by my

I know for a fact that the little one needs it
Hope she good shit I hope she breathing
Know by now she probably speakin
We don't speak but shit I've

rapping abuse smack and dilute tracks
Their shit is watered down and detrimental to the craft
Take in the elements to help me formulate a plan
Feel like

could I borrow
Weird bitch, left me in sorrow
Do 'em dirty, get 'em beat by the mall
Thick one, knocked down her walls
Mouse trap, no cheese for y'all

grind
No one paid no mind
Tryna help me get mines
All the excuses and all of the lies
Means when I get paid
I won't have to divide
It's easy to decide
I'm

to the crib
Just to show her how I live
After dropping this damn they'll wanna know us
Born
In October
But haunted by monsters
I need me a soda
The older I get

Everything be legendary, speak if it's necessary 

Thats my "hold on, chill out 4 u get yo ass beat
Tag team, fast feet
Bitch betta run, like a athlete 
Cuz we