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on the money
Most likely its his
Two baby 9s
He stay with his kids
Ride in ya lane
Don't catch you a ticket
Aim for your thigh
Leg with the biscuit
Shooting my

up, bringing that thunder
With my gunners, better take cover
Pull up, fuck discrete, ride with the whole fleet
Shoot up the whole street, fuck it I'm

Morning Delight

Wave

State of Mind

2002

She came from London
She's wearing a Stones shirt
She's got a ticket to ride
She's got her tongue pierced
But said that it don't hurt
And now she's

You here tonight baby
You got yo ticket to the show
If they say they don't dance
Why they all over the floor
I ain't really give em a chance
By now

wit' Glock
Then I bust down the scale
Ain't fuckin' wit' none of these niggas be bitches so I'll slide just by myself
(Imma ride by myself)
You know imma

the wheel on the Tesla up when I ride 
Gas up on the pedal no turning back when we drive
Look alive, boy on the block yeah I thrive
Do it for the homies who

Ian saying shit
Hadda tell them lil niggas
Go play by they self
Cus I'm not the one to be playing wit
Just call up on James
Ik he gone slide
Ain't no

goes

She just wanna glow
Now you want some tickets to my shows
Now you're switching up if I say no
And I got 60 texts up in my phone
But tonight it's

your everyday living
I guess it doesn't really matter where we are heading
But I want nothing more than to be by your side
And we can ride or die, no

When shit was getting sticky, had his feet right by my side

And I play bout, la mill, he play with him, then he gon' die
And bitch, it ain't no

to meet you,
Got these niggas down bad they been thirstin' by the liter, lil bitch
Jasscole wavin' when I pass hoes
Keep the 40 tucked in the back like

keep it one hundred
Side by side like by blamma side by side in the Phantom
You gettin a pic like a camera hearign the truth is not random
I can give you

Won't diminish, nah, like no no
God is my witness but, it ain't your business
Keep flipping midgets, we steady punchin' tickets nah

Runnin' shit like

Hit the road, get on my flight fine, touch down, reset
Just gotta get in my right mind
Every second is prime time along for the ride
When this body's

I Promise Never to Get Paint on My Glasses Again, Pt. 1

cLOUDDEAD

cLOUDDEAD

together, 
running into sitting people i sold tickets with. 
i'll have one of your finest coffees 
and a table for one in the dark. 
writing on the bag i

Sorry baby I’ve been in a rut
Moving 40 just to get a rush
Found her tricking
She was cheating on me
Now she want tickets
Suck my nuts

Stick

to god I don't trip and catch a 187
I asked my momma to keep prayin cause I need a blessing 
Cause I'm surrounded by Killa's wit guns in their possession

High in the back getting whip by the shofar
Damionds dancing ain't the only thing that's finna choker
Blue dollar bills I carry dead people with me
Go

I let the diamonds do it I ain't got to throw it in yo face nigga
Dodging cases now it's bottles by the cases nigga
Cut the check or someone goin

Neptune a verse
Heavy and hard to carry careers down Cary Street
There's an incline and the ride can barely fit all of you mini-mes
And I got tendency that

is you speakin' outta line? (phew)
Can't leave without it, boy, I need it on my side (phew)
Feelin' kinda evil, it's a demon when I ride (phew)

Never looked back
Only mean that I kept it official
They hate when you smile
Love when you down
World around town
That these lames do wateva for a ticket

You'll see how real it is
By the time I'm done
For you suckers that tried to
Convice me I'm less than
And conspired against me, you left me to die

in tha Knight like I'm sir Lancelot
Almost lost it all, by a landslide
Down lil chick, foreva gon ride
By any means getting it Bonnie Clyde 
My enemies