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be sick as fuck to kiss the funk
At least, we gotta be drunk
But have a listen, we've done way dumber things
We gonna be clean with that
By the times

Agree

History has been written by a colonizer

Taught black men to hate self 

And never wise up

Now the oppression is given to Asians

Aliens

I feel a sleep I had a dream i was rich man
Than I woke up and realized life's a b**** man
Nodded off at the wheel coming home late from work
Car

Ian got the cars y'all got but I can get em
And y'all ain't got the bars I got it gotta be in ya
What you do when the heat gone in December
You open

the gators
Do me a favor dawg don't do me no favors
I've put undercovers, under covers
Not only that I put guns to mothers
Sons and brothers, aunts, nieces,

I do show love
People see it as a weakness like
They cannot do no wrong but here we are
Same place just five years on
You think you moved on, if you

I come outside when it's dark out, see the opps i spark it out
I stay by my lonely, fuck what niggas talking bout
The pussy bald like Kobe, might go

Guilford cold so i keep that heater tuck

I keep that glock on my hip that's how i ride
Pass it to jiggy that's a tdg four ep high five
Them niggas they

Yo, it's the "T-A-M" to the "E"
Same warlus bro from the M.T.Z.
Same bast brother, never fought a "real" battle
But never shy away from opps, they

need to get a reward for it
That's why I'm trying to tell you, never stop, never give up, never give in
I had a vision for me. Brother, stop what you're

rocking V-Lone
So I'm sitting back cooling by myself I'm smoking on strong
So please don't put me in your mentions baby leave me alone

They think I'm

got murder on his mind
Tell them pussies keep it straight, nigga
We ain't shooting out no cars, we slide on feet, nigga

Real dope stepping, ain't just

Shawty she pretty I love her throat
If she cold I'm buy her another coat
Who gon ride for your life if your brothers won't?
I'm an artist they see how I

only left over scraps, by hungry niggas wit large hustle
So many reps with the bars I call my American car, muscle
I still get thru it when the road is

a worker
Five cars paid for
But I still got a chauffeur
When I knock some new game
I put pressure I see potential
All good presidential
Minority in my

button
I go deep in her soul by her belly button

At the party, I'm pissing out purple urine
With Jayshon, we pull up inna lime Urus
Free my brother, he

elevated
To a level where the real and the fake are segregated, let me illustrate it
Nothing like Los Angeles the city from which I will make it
So many

1 take I don't rehearse
Now we in the crib Me, Tae, Man Man Up on Warzone shit like real Life my brothers got The same guns Up on Warzone
Nigga was

get stung with the stick if you touching my hive
Niggas not real give no high fives
I'm cooking on niggas like they was some pie
I'm chilling with

And didn't really know
What happened
After that
But my boyfriend later told me
I told everyone off

I sat out by the pool the next day
Reading Fahrenheit 451
I

give if you ain't on the team
1 dream filthy rich with money
2 gates big house luxury
3 cars with rims they all clean
4 lessons I had since a lil teen
5

dogs
Never beef about a chick or else he ain’t my brother at all
I’m down for the cause
Catching plays up and down the interstate, they hating
Blockers

flips

Play till the end
They gone forfeit

5th lift you up
Like a forklift

Tonight we might
Pull in proses

You ain't kno
It's the car with the horses

Terroristic track, while you sniffing 5ths of crack
Extort, move and deport straight into forts
While getting more plaques
So smite the record while