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Funny what they make you do for dollars now, shady.
And all that bullshit, you could stop it now, it don’t phase me.

[Verse]
I woke up this morning

their mouths
But then, I picked up a pen and some lyrics generated
I'll stick to this plan and be fearless when I make it (yuh)
I think that I'll make it

a winner …
He gave you the strength to become a new you… 
So shout it out loud! I’m Catholic Cool 


Chorus 


Verse 3 - Alyssa and Sydney Martinez 
Oh my

gone?
(Yeah where you going?)
I'm headin straight for the bar.
I walk past some guy,
smells like he hasn't had a shower.
I make it to the front,
just in

at em
Feelin' like De La Cruz, Uh, I'm runnin' and slidin'
These bitches never just know, I gotta get it by noon, I got the package
Me and my team we

mine's need a trilogy
Pull up with a ratchet and it's loud
Call it "Tiffany"
I had an epiphany, got to it instantly
Something wrong mentally
She think we

loud 
Whos name in they mouth 
Its always dead silence when i come around 
If you not smoking Tell Ya
Dont know what to Tell Ya 
I think they just mad we

You can catch me on that bypass high as hell
515 that's where I dwell
Bout to snatch your clientele
You ain't doin nothin, I might as well
By my lonely,

Bring It On

Too Much Trouble

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1993

these niggas gats
I guess it's like guerilla warfare
Now grab your gat and load your clip and go for delf until you make it there
And if you don't then

and Val, Yo, why you got to talk so loud
Go Cheney yourself
She's a spook Scooter, leak it, c'mon boy, make me proud
Go Cheney yourself

If you will, and I

bed
It’s kinda weird
How she make me fucking hate myself
But Rocko manage the wealth
I got some trophies on my shelf
But I ain’t calling it quits
More

just really really want it all all

Thirty in the dick, smell a pussy smacking make them tongue kiss
Third eye illuminated, I see you before you see me

We bouta turn up 
What's my name?
Soulsnatcher

I like it when she 
Throw it from the back (ay)
Shake it like you in the club
Make it clap (Whoa)

and it's loud

Fear found me first too scared
Feeling like nobody cared
Get up and run I wouldn't dare
Strip me of my pride till I'm bare

Feels like I'm

from precious moments
Only to dwindle to a headstone
How do the moments make you more a man

Life escapes before you know
Tell me what I have to show
My

I'll take a nigga groceries
(Comin' down off it)
Comin' down on it, with a pound on me
Oh, people probably looking down on me
Coz it's loud on me,

it make people change
You hate on my name, you must be a lame
And I'm like, oh, I be in my game

I got money in my pocket, don't need friends
You can't

tryna find them an edge
But not too far, if they fall then there's stress
And that's another problem on my head
Tryna make it to the top while you're

figures to my price
I'm trying to get it up to six
Used to pay studio by the hour
We been locked in ever since
Aye
Whoa
They gone make me get back in that

it's lonely at the top but
When you at the top, you don't need a loan
Fuck a job
I make enough to survive off weed alone
I'm married to the ratchet I

I took the beat
Slowed it down
If I blow off this shit you gon hear me now
Rolling loud
Only the smoke can control me now
Blowing clouds
Every inhale

Screaming and shouting when I try to get back up they turn up the volume and start to Get loud
Help me get outta this hell
But wait a minute
Why it gotta be

and errands got me weary
I tripped in the dark it was misty
Stars connected by wires like earpiece
She tap in to every secret that seeps out of me
The heights

don't need shit
See he aggressive with the talk
Now it's time to make him walk
I usually question any nigga that
Tell me he a Boss
Probably like to show