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But I don't wanna get blood on my Nike Cortez
Mister negative you see I'm a Taurus
I'm still on my shit you can tell by the chorus
My direct deposit

number e
Toba de tan woman self go dey come by
Don't get distracted remember you hawk at the roadside
At times I think those people wey don die
No be say

Cranston
Crazy how you get hated for somethin' you love
And so-called friends aren't there when shit gets tough
I'm in this rap game, you know I'm not playin

(busted her in the), tumbling down the stairs
Seed die, face that dilemma, he get there
Shorty took the life, as a loss, she dumb scared

Hey, won't you

80k at home and 80k on all on my chains 
But when brother ask for 100 he gone get it all today 
Stay down till you up 
Mottos what we got 
Brothers

disease
And American contact broken by contract
America teases with American Jesus
American fate is American made

God bless America, God bless us all
God

every day
Missing you
Waiting by the phone
Waiting there all night waiting for
Waiting for a call like hey I think something's wrong
But that never

Spirit, heavy rest in peace
To all of my love ones
I'm feeling the pressure
That's why It's tearing up my soul
I'm tryna get it together see

silent like my moves when I walk
Got tired of cool, so I hade to take it off
Had to get real, before I really risked it all
Made the mistake, by tryna be

where you going
Hear me out, I got a story.. to tell
My life's boring.. as hell
My life's boring
But that don't mean that yours is better
How about we

leave you to die
My friends have oded alone watchin my clique doin fetty no light in there eyes
Lived in a crackhouse slept in a drain
Slept in the dirt

piece by piece
You and I
A sinner couple who lies
I pray to the sky
Forgive these poor sins of mine
It's unusual
Girl what can I do for you
My mood is

but
Kizzy me an Joe
We could get em by da load
Fuck a V, I want a pro

For pussy I don’t need da paper
Neither do I wanna pay for
There he goes another

hot
Mixing grams in my man's pot
If I get the chance then I'm going for the head shot
And these dead stocks same way that got yo man's dropped

I ain't

Yeah, I be riding in the city
I be chilling
Coughing with a thotty, and
We both just popped a pilly
Fucked up off that X
There ain't no doubt
Hoe, yeah, I

back when I get set up

Wait till I get out my bag for real
Unlocked potential been there for a minute
Multiple avenues, standing on business
Taking

fingers off, stay the fuck up out my pocket
I get paid by the hour but I shoulda been a scholar
Blue collar baby dripping on them bitches went to Harvard

me?
And where was yo God?
When I was by myself and so lonely
He was right there He was always with you
Saw all that pain, everything you been through

Have you ever felt alone?
Surrounded by a crowd
But they would never even know
What been going on
I'm barely holding on
Tryna' get this money
Everybody

yu different

Ion know if its da pain or da rythm
I know cant stop till theres stars in my ceiling
I'm da goat man these niggas dont get it
I only

hurt, no one gets it
But I must say you're 
Not that complicated

You walk by, hands in your pockets
We lock eyes across the hallway
Nothings there, you

been there too
You are just like me
And I'm just like you
Huh
Look at all the stupid fucking shit that we do
Spending all our money on
Some shit to look

Houston
When I get rich
I'm takin' my boys to Houston's
We getting steaks
Theres a lot at stake
Yuh, yuh
This is Tales From the Hood EP
Shout out Sauron

If I said that I'd do it, I meant it
Spot a opp on his block we gon bend it
Put a hole in top and appendix
He know all the details, he probably