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time i meant it 
Took my heart right out my chest packed it up and  sent it 
It never got delivered 
Thinking should i end it all i was standing by

cash and that ass ain't change
Know your heart like I know my address
Got the key up in my Range
We can pick up where we left off
Light those candles,

pack
Met the bro couple years back never thought to switch
We don't come by faces too often faulty
Niggas move like how broads do I choose
To keep my

I gotta get avid 
Been waitin’ on me to drop like it’s acid 
I set me a goal and I go right past it 
I’m readin I’m writin’ I’m workin’ my passion 
I

racks and
A heart made of metal (Uh, uh)
Late as a bitch
On the E way goin' I'm a smash on the pedal
(Uh)
Nothin' else matter, in the back of my mind
I

and PolyG
I'm Lossy
And I got the heart to your key so unlock it
You can be the queen by my side as the king
Cause at the end of the day
You gon get that ring

depict in their gangsta fairy tales
Like instigators that don't start shit
I better connected than apartments multiplied by condominiums
My lyrics be that

Wraith (Rolls!)
I listened to your music, got a migraine
Only way you gettin' views is to buy plays
Ain't no way you eatin' food off of my plate
Put you

You done seen a few niggas
Wit a yang like me
Never really had doh and shorty like my
Never rolled around in a drop top V

Like me, like we, YB, that's

headlights, should've known she from the streets
My scamming friends loud with it, they know how to be low-key
Stop posting petty bags, I don't heart the little

Feelin' like Bun B, throwed in the game
Lil' sweat, tear n pain
150% y'all flow lame
Killin' E-Bali's fame
The baddest things since cocaine
Pourin'

ain't no bashing
Tell it how it is when you're dealing
With a million thoughts in your actions
Leave by exemplifying
King of hundred trigger, got an issue

Hustlenomics (Intro)

Yung Joc

Hustlenomics

2007

you personally from the bottom of my heart
For takin the time, to ride with me nigga
To wake up to this shit, to go to sleep to this shit
To thug

chop off your braids and cut
You all and exhibit knowledge
Big up to my high schools
And all the college heads
From lowlands to the beaches and hills
For

of my heart
For takin the time, to ride with me nigga
To wake up to this shit, to go to sleep to this shit
To thug to this shit, to get money to this shit