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a Canadian nigga make Pac turn in his grave
Cutthroat business, you got shit twisted
What is it? The braids?
I hurt your feelings? You don't wanna work with me

of the evening
My train of thought leaving DJunKi the conductor
Keep me on track got your back know I love ya
Jon too both of y’all my brothers
And this is long

can hang with people that dream of a dream and not
I bet you're wonderin' how I'm capturin' your attention

I got a message for the restless, you gon'

whats goin on

Your girl is a certified bopper
Known club hopper
Fuckin' all the ballers 
Pimpin love won't stop her
All of the niggaz got a story

niggas love to hate
Just like ima witch you play with me and ima show your fate
We was selling drugs up on that block to get a dinner plate
Bruddah got

stepped in with the sauce I want your hoe to see
20 deep I'm with the team I know she notice me
Went from shackled and chained to a couple million streams
I

missing
And I think I know how to fix it
So girl lemme fill the void
Get rid of the feelings you're tryna avoid
I know that your old nigga got you annoyed

uneasy like a drudge. I wanna hug and hold hands, ya'll wanna hate and hold a grudge.



That's how it is



Fraudulent love and Veracious lust, can"

As superiority to avoid embarrassment
Hate manifested as irritability, which was a cold cancer quietly killing me

Had to surrender my will, learn how to love

this world you get the loot then
Your dreams it's gon' be lucid
Fool me once how I shame on you
Second time, you gone be foolish
All that BS for

The Bio

Screwball

Loyalty

2001

Everybody gotta eat, heads bounce to the beat
Niggas is politicin on the hill twenty deep
Next thing you know I'm back in the studio
I could'nt help it, I had

codeine, I mix it with my Sprite

Tryna ride my wave, don't call me bae , we ain't got no title
You think this is football, how I got so many rivals yeah

this shit
Oh, you call me cray-cray, I call you cray-cray That's how it go be?
Matter of fact, girl, you say you own this shit, so let me own your shit

By Edward C OLeyar

1st Verse     

I DON'T KNOW HOW McNY NIGHTS I WcITED FOR YOUR CcLL
cLMOST PULLING OUT MY HcIR BcNGING MY HEcD cGcINST THE WcLL
HOW

see uh
So you could see that with me your gonna be uh
Queen Bee see we a damn team love
Team up we can share my name no prenup
When we fuck ya legs

bleed all day with no Kotex
Broke necks mind checks
Seranaded with these beats how deep?
About a hundred and fifty-two feet
Don't sleep
Cause the boogyman

y'all to stand up
All I want to hear from any of y'all is Black Lives Matter

Look
They Got me knee deep in the second verse pleading please see our

durag shit
Yeno how it is
When we go and pipe yo bitch
You gotta love it
Now I'm gonna go and get rich
Smoking up at twilight on the pitch
Ay
Welcomed

each and every curse
As I watched 8 of my loved ones get put in the dirt

How can you process that while your minds still developin
Plus turning to drugs

what's up
Get some oil in your lamps it's about to go down
Ready and waiting for the Lord is how you want to be found
So constantly in the word is where

facts
Dangerous when I drink tequila all I want is love, yeah
Bend that body over baby show me what I'm working with
Deep inside that WAP got me writing

A Little Bit of Sunshine

Reamonn

Beautiful Sky

2003

can start again
And I know it's hard for you now
Yeah I feel the same but I'm holding on some how
Stand by me and I will stand by you
And the love

range
We tell it how is, these stories they derange
I'm looking at my little brother now, like new age
Detain, the feelings you rearrange
You could do it

Emotional

Young Soulja the Realest

The Alliance

2017

the moment, and start to get/
Emotional/
Lookin' in your eyes I'm so deep inside all you feeling is /
Emotional/
I could feel your heart beat beat beat, now