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the hand that we was dealt
Yeah my father used to tell me we ain't got nobody else
So I do it for my family and real ones up in cell
I've been writing every

You Don't Know

Loon

Loon

2003

I go by the name of Loon
And I represent this Bad Boy shit
'Til the motherfuckin casket drop
Damn right, uh, aiyyo, aiyyo

[Verse 1]
Niggaz don't know

We Can Freak It

Kurupt

Southern Rollers: Big Gamin'

1999

Dippin' down the street on platinum Daytons (old and young)

I been all around the world, Japan to Amsterdam 
Hit 'em like switches 
Dippin', hit

by your side
And don't you let that pain turn you to a monster
Cause depression that's another form of cancer
And show em love show em that you know

swept
Wet up they block and watch em swim like Michael Phelps
I got that cash I'll drop that bag
I know they hiding but when I find 'em I'm on they ass

I don’t want relations 
Running out of patience 
3 million cleared 
I’m done playing 
Chanel boy bag 
South beach 
Smoking Collins Ave 
Cookie Monster

us saying our last goodbyes
These past few years been nothing and and then but joy
I'll miss you callin’ me that lil boy
Watcha do me a favor tell

control em so y’all swinging 
Nigga i know i can’t trust u. like that white boy rick u gon b singin

Bitch i earned my stripes i ain’t talkin bout adidas
Me

this/ 
I got jester by my side bitch you know what it is/ 
We came up from the bottom just 2 lil kids from the dirt/ 
You know it’s goin down when we pull

this is over, I'ma break your neck
I'll break your head
Bring out your dead, dead, dead
I get so vexed, oh yes, send out the SOS
I leave 'em hexed
Bring

Brooke
They stopped you by the gate? Sorry, that's just how it is (Mxm)
Baby, don't you even trip (Ughhh)
When I call 'em, they gon' just who it is (Hello?

it from the back ok
She still asking me whats my sign
But baby are you down to ride
I'm sick and tired of the lies
Playboy model I can tell by

I'm saved like a document, on stage rockin' it
Reppin' Jesus Christ around the clock no stoppin' it
Highway to Heaven, yeah boy I'm walkin' it

I act this way
I gotta
Use my expertise in making 20 fucking problems
50 for you cause you can never fucking solve 'em
Medicate won't do shit
You

You could neva hang wit us Got Platinum in my blunt 
I Fuck her when I want, I Grab her by her butt 
I turnt her to a freak, I fuck her like a slut

wanna fix so tell that bitty that I got it
She touching on my dick, we barely made it to the lobby
Bando money, stacking racks inside the mattress
Empty

above the budget
Cause at the moment your boy got the world at his feet
So whiles he breathes
I got y'all geeked
I got y'all turnt
So tell your mans chill

sinnin' ya boys in the grips (huh)
My Ex called me up trippin'
I can't believe the bitch said I ruined her life in a long text
I kept trying to tell her you

wrong, all along guessin' on impressions
Bullshit ! you should be passin' - not by causin' aggression
Using people like sheep y'all, tell 'em follow so

Jorge of the Projects

Kurious

A Constipated Monkey

1994

cause mama's rules was mad drastic
("Boy, stay in the house," she says)
"Yo mom, no disrespect
And jetted out the door, you know that I jet
(Real quick

was always on guard 
But tell em fuck all them whispers 
And just remember this song

R.I.P. the guy Nipssey 
Told me how to boss up
Stay focused

don't take the mold
I scare the dark you could say I'm bold
Take every little thing that got the breath that He done made
Tell me I'm a Christian well I

lay the foundation all by yourself, Now they wanna build witcha

Jah jah! 

I made moves then i made em hate
I paid my dues then i paved the way

Would

(Chorus)

Dear mama dont cry your baby boys doin good
Tell the homies Im in heaven and they aint got hoods
Seen a show wit Marvin Gaye last night
It had me