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This one right here dedicated
To those that been by my side through all the bullshit
Thank you
Don't know if I could pay you back for all that you've

from your folly

Do you care 'bout di blood weh ah spill like your house pon di hill
Or your big fat Benz weh insurance a couple mill
Don't you judge

blessed out
When you see us in the car better run out
I be getting money tell me who the rich now?
I give that bitch doggy she like that's the best style

by all things involving haters

Evolving into shit that you can't

That's why I'm big as a tank

you mother fuckers never get in the paint

You want

Wipe cream and berries 

It’s a fucking party  

We go kick it till the sun rise 

She wetter than a melon 

Niggas gon n stick your tongue out 

Yeah

packin' her shit up in the same bag
Natural tits and a big ass
Man to man I understand on why you wanna chase that
But let it go dawg
'Cause we chillin'

I make my moves 
And how I'm coming in fast 
They tried to stop me 
Cock block me by revoking my blessings
Setting me up like I'm handicapped 
So I

Summer love
Holding hands by the ocean
With the boy who bought me flowers
Then we crashed into the shore
His lips
Felt just like fire
Making me burn

out with all my friends that was a big mistake
We had too much of each other needed some time away
But wherever I went you were there, like you just

Shawty wanna come my way
Cause you know that she loving the gs
Big drip
Yeah she be loving the steeze
She won’t do it for you
But she done it for me

buttons, I'm Memphis president
Barbus Benz, I climb in through the back like it's the ambulance
I'm rich as I ever been, I'm lit as I ever been, good pussy

pour the Remy up

Or maybe the Dusse
Your bitch she be choosing, okay
The fuck is you doing
You act like a nuisance, okay
`Me, I am a big dog
They call

I Mean Biznez

Compton's Most Wanted

It's a Compton Thang [Clean]

1990

suckers like I'm atomic
Hittin harder than any, releasin rhymes like a bionic
Human, you're assumin that I've run out of luck
But I clock big bucks, so I

Music Makes Me High

The Lost Boyz

Lords of the Boards

1997

to my man Big Tiz he be high
 Niggas on the lockdown be high

(Freaky Tai)
 With niggas like this
 Sweatin up in the studio
 So High, Mr. Mr. Cheeks

fuck
I wish that I could live like them
Got a big house, and four cars in the drive way
But then again not really about that materialistic spouse
Call me

I'm running out of ammo
Boy be touching keys like they pianos
Smoke a nigga i ran out of camels
Throw a party leave my house in shambles
Women taking

U a Bitch

Pimp C

Return of the Trill

2018

all the snorters and the smokers and numb 'em up
With stacks up to the ceilin', big doggin' like you Marmaduke
Still won't see a tenth of the paper

I see now that this shit is really low end while below it
Surrounded by these locust that will leach when you get focused
A sea full of lost fishes

as goes my music 
It wears a smile like a clothes size too big 
In more detail I describe 
How I hate the world if I'm being true you decide 
The type who

pray for us Santa Luz pray for us
DrewB least to succeed MVP score Russ
The B for Big the fundamental from Wake Forest 
Keith was Popovich spur

I got meatroll

Have you ever seen ah bag full of meatrolls i was thirteen living by the G-code
I woke up to the blinder with a plate of zones had ah

issue 
Tryna help you
To denial so now up to you

Don’t you understand
Fungtion not fashion 
Keep posting everything
Like a crazy rich Asian 
Vacation,

you're free to tell me your opinion
Right now
One:
I'M c WINNER, LEcDER
YOU LcCK EVEN THE CcST TO BE c FEcTURE
LIKE I ScID, I GRIN SO FUCKING BIG I EcT

you need
I have a plan round here
To stack up the green
Cant let a damn thing
Come in between
cnd the scheme
Is to always stay rich
cdd zeros to our