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for my s4 mini 
and hid that tek in the bin
I moved 25 by the laundry 
and hid that mash in the door
Them times that we was on road together
 and u

that's exactly what I did for a long time
I killed you every day, I took your life and then I sold mine

Need somebody there to save me now as I'm crying

ain't chilling this year
Try make a billi this year
Fuck with the greatest
Mohamed Ali no dodge punch the way
I dodge billing this year
Told you we ain't

got it with many moves
It's real when random people start to remember you
No favors prayed to God to come get me through
Took the harder way like I been

story,
Him dey Marvel like Stanley…
History to comics, Ogun tí díí Wolverine…

We belong in V.I.P but home & abroad, Niggaz dey R.I.P Most times we fight

When I was elementary the teacher made me call home
But I had a blackberry I used to call my own phone
Cant believe the blasphemy these niggas lied

to everything I'm making
I don't blame myself, I'd never have it any other way
Yeah they blowing up my phone, I'm ignoring every one
Saying get a little sun, but

Why she didn't get angry or turn away
She'd sit by the window all night long
She might head to bed but she always left a light on

She doesn't mind what

with you mami I stayed up in my zone 
It ain't been the same I never see you now at home 
24/7 we was always up on the phone 
Now I only see you through

Just another one

When I was a little kid, I stole that small little something
And I came home with a guilty smile
And you replied with your gentle

from the basics 
Home by nine? Try avoiding the lateness
Mayday, save a wastebin 
Baby, erasin pain, and white and a flow has me breakin the matrix

of belongings,
eyes to the heavens as the night passes by.
I didn’t look crazy or sweetly drunk. I looked strong and decided. It’s what I want to be most

of service
She ain't been home in so long cuz she working
Hit the club every weekend cuz she earned it
But I know what you like and I like it
I know what you

to Vee Threw A jail phone 

He gone thug it out til he get home

He finna touch down it won't take long 

As a lil nigga I had to get it on 

It was me in

w a Glock n shit n a cR n a .38
Kept em all in a stolo whip by the homie crib right around the way 
I was in the streets at a early age 
I was 13 when

ever feel like I’m stuck with it 
Head out & smoke me another zip 

Smoking exotics this shit got me locked in 
Gotta move with logic cause a long way

At the start, where I belong, 
Travelled a long way, 
A journey to find my home

Books that taught me secrets, 
Principles I wish I knew, 
But as a teen, all I

the best of me

Right back in the kitchen got the recipe

Long rides back home 

Took the back street 

North 17th By the western beef 

Make sure all my

Youu0027ve got a dozen girls stroking you.

Whispers behind his back that heu0027s a Fuck boy
And all his bros disturbed by who heu0027s taking home for his

guilt and shame, but I know 
Itu0027ll fade as time goes by 
The hurt comes and goes, but I know you know 
That this ainu0027t my first time 
The days are

was meant to be,  
We wouldn’t be here tonight.  
You'd be home with him,  
Instead of holding me tight.  
You say he's sleeping soundly,  
While you’re

a female
Such a dish she spoke English
A sidelong glance
You take a chance
That's how romance begins
Back home I sat alone at my computer
The would be suitor

New York, New York

M-Boogie

Laid in Full, Chapter 2

2001

feet

New York, New York are you ready?
The Bronx, Queens, and Long Island sound
New York, New York are you ready?
Straight from Crooklyn, better

there I make my way, I was from rehearsal so I was maxed
Sitting by the left window of the cab
This n**** opened a can
Of beer that spilled on his lap