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Ooh but i could
Move out to Calabasas
Find me a baddie baddie
Doin' some time
Electrified by bad chatting
But you'd be crying
Don't know where to go

Or is that a doe?
There’s bambi, tryna cross the road.
55 miles an hour in a lifted truck.
If I hit the poor thing, don’t know if it’s gittin up.
Keep

since I found you)
Two steps is all I need
Fuck that

Usually I don't be doin this but had to run it back
I got some shit to unpack
Wasting my time is so

Creep Inn

Ideal

Ideal

1999

[Intro] 
Where's the number 
I need to call her 
Here it is 
Hope she there 
She gotta be there 
Come on  pick up the phone 

[Female] Hello

my zone, I'm jus doin what I'm post to I'm malone

I'm sorry is what I tell myself every time I need it
Every time I'm onat shit I turn into a demon

me you won't give a fuck

And I don't want to waste my time
If it ain't worth it
I could jump off a roof on purpose
Until I hit the surface

So fuck

grand on the wrist aint nobody doin this
Rhymes so fly they dont decay grab your bitch by her braid eating grits its breakfast made on the come up we self

Everyone sees whatcha doin
You cant fuck it at all

See blinded by the fact
That we livin' the dream
But wakin' up gutted
Realizin' its a fuckin scheme
Don't

then it aint right 
Keep my head to the sky for divine light 
Going up every-time that i hit the mic   

20 19 
Just look 
At my team 
So fresh so clean

hope
Fuck Italy you a fuckin hoe
I aint gonna say to much kids
Arrested just for smokin pot
Kids from poor families and could
Fuckin not
Have contacts

with someone
Who you love she
Ain't always pretty
Or what u thought of 
Yeah
Ya both eat
The same damn cereal 
Do dumb shit 
Just keeping it real but..

paid by rhymin'
Nigga, they creep, watch how they slimin'
Lil' goofy-ass nigga went broke on diamonds
Nigga, when I step, my bros behind me
Bro sip

name is frank
Rockin Pro Clubs I ain’t rockin Dior 
I gotta sleep so why you gotta snore
When I wake up she be doin my chores 
At a bonfire and I’m eatin

mistress take it to the floor
So I know she with it
Wicked games every week my fitness

Livin my life by my own fuckin code
Stayin lavish, my abode
Got way

Gripping the dirt, I can feel my self frail
I'm weakened by every time I have failed to recognise
I can control any aspect of life that I like
If it

Im Ready

King

Im Ready (The Mixtape)

2004

chicks with your pretty little hair,
I know you think that I ain't nowhere
But stop what your doin' an' look over here,
I'll prove to ya, baby, that I

Lookin out fo mine 
It's my time to shine 
World gonna feel the vibezzz
Ain't no lie 
Me myself and I
Now we poppin in Dubai 
U kno we staying hi 
Big

my flight,
Back to suburbs by the chi
Skylines on my
Line of sight
Think about it when eye write
Drinks I’m showerin in ice
I’m powderin the smack

come down it all comes around
Life's a beautiful thing
When you committed to doin ya thing
Oh yeah, i seen ya female leaving ya boys crib
Probably just

the dress
its nice by the way chanel, i guess
LAMB handbags, dunno where they sell those
maybe later on we can hit melrose
all you gotta do is hit me on my

I'd 
No extradition 
I'm out doin todo
Like no conviction 
See me 
No fiction 
Nose gold keep shipping 
Wash it all 
And watch it 
Keep flipping 
Out

fuckin genius whoa
Now this shit it aint no hobby
Gon be whippin the bughatti
The bike spittin Kawasaki
This keep heatin no wasabi
Blaze im cheese brain

'Cause summer I'm in Georgia

I got a call in the winter, took a flight in the spring
By the summer took another, you would think I had wings
In a way,

her behind

So that's what I'm gonna do,yeah!

You know I said, where have you been
 It ain't none of your business
I said stop what you been doin 'cos