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Mona Lisa on some French hoes, they let me paint they face
Sent that text i'm the way and had lil shorty wait for days
I only buy it if you special,

the years  
I really, really miss your vibes 

It's such a joy to see you, even though time's shy 
Cause know you always have a special place in my heart 
I

Fuck all that talking lil nigga let’s link
SRT no this not no lil Jeep
By myself it was me vs me
High with the wealth I can spend with the kings
I want

(Whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, look killa, ay)
(Look killa, ay)
(Look killa)

I come in when they waking up
My twin sliding by, he'll take your money
All

Chase
You say that ain't the case
But somebody's gotta put you back in your place
Alright I'm outta here
And Lil Lijah
You know we jus' playing

for no reason?
Comme Le Soleil i be shining every season
Yeyyy hoe, she eat me like a griot, la miss est independent mais moi j'suis pas Ne Yo
But you

you can call me
Ain't reaching out my hand when all you did was try to dog me

I did this on my own, by my self, it was all me
I never asked for help,

get him mad
He keep it bottled in, I told him it's goin take over you
These niggas praying on my downfall
But watch wen I takeover by next year
My life

Mother Anorexia

Anorexia Nervosa

New Obscurantis Order

2001

[Lyrics by RMS Hreidmarr]

Inhale your own worst obssession
Forgive me mother
Inhale, forget the one you're waiting for
The adversary - accusation

And you don't know it, but I know I owe you more than I've kept
So if you find a biohazard by your door on the step
Maybe it couldn't find its faculties,

We can fight anywhere, Out on these streets
Get to this bag , I get to this paper
Your a  just a hatta remind me of Slayter
King by my-side ,you know

until I'm dizzy

17 out my top with a Glock and a Drizzy
I pull up to your home for a hug and a kissy
You don't blow up my phone, but I know that you miss

head and I'm ready to blow
If ya don't know
Then you're never meant to know
Shoot my ego with a double barrel buck load
Oh no
I got issues by the truck

I'm telling ya man
I gotta sound like TIP did in Do it baby, Stick it baby
You know what I'm saying
My momma used to play that shit
Over and fucking

I'm telling ya man
I gotta sound like TIP did in Do it baby, Stick it baby
You know what I'm saying
My momma used to play that s***
Over and f******

'm stuck on the ceiling
I'm over here vibin'
They stuck in they feelings
I'm killin' shit but they miss my intention
My mind has been stuck on a trillion

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Name-brand dead niggas
You know they some trophies (Gas)
He was Muslim, but we left lil' woadie holy
(Rah, rah, rah) i'm a road runner and
These niggas some

thinkin' why I gotta go like this

Revenge bested Frenchie now he unseen
Parted life , by a Red Sea , at only 18
Left the family prematurely 
How did his

dude 
He like, Where you get them shoes? 
She got em for me, That's cool 
Yes sir I'm a fool wit it, old school bounce 
Like Kareem Abdul when I play by

some muhfuckin' killers
You must want Anna like Miller
Bitch, I'm rich, I drop off the scriller to hitters
Still on my toes like Thriller
Hoes by

true to the code
Combination of new but mixing it with the old 
You can tell by the clothes dress to impress
An impression never the less I address it

'm hanging from a thread 
Holding on to hope 
Can't lose my faith 
That's all I got 
Your always gonna miss
Unless you take a shot 
If you take the time 
Less