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Something misty you can see the hole in me
Buying bottles of this shit like? no Diddy
Nah drink won't take my problems away
But my thoughts overload and
My

‘bout something, get settled
Uh, huh, huh, huh
Let me tell you somethin’
I’m always on some
I always keep in a gun
I feel like Imma die Yung
I feel like

the beat
Like Le Cordon Bleu
Now let me show you what you cutting into

Just a young humble  knight from the 312
Just a lil something show you how we do
Tone

Something is amiss in the syndicate
Find out how we run it, it's just politics
Give it to the brodie he on top of it
Run the senate, delegate it like

is
killing me ...

but your fantasy is killing me
Your reality's a fantasy
but your fantasy is killing me
Somethings in the air
When the smoke clears

I'm only goin' to give (three minutes) out of the six.
Something's wrong ( 3 minutes), I can feel it

Satan is sick. From sucking my dick.
I think

making a million or a bum in these streets 
Would still be with me 
She's more than my lover my girl she my peeps 
She wanna start a family but ya boy be

making a million or a bum in these streets 
Would still be with me 
She's more than my lover my girl she my peeps 
She wanna start a family but ya boy be

you tried to save live by different means
Not sure if they gon say they remember me
You see how far our people came barely keepin peace
But until my

king
I do it by myself, nigga

I don't need no arm
I don't need no arm
Nigga be tender
By the bitch

I shoot my shot
Tell me something, nigga
You don't

to Kester 
ain't nobody  fresher 

I was raised by queens
But my father in me 
We don't take less
We get more
But that's the obvious things

I'm real straight

life is play it for keeps 
Pray for the mother who weeps
Pray something brings you some peace 
I need my p by the week
Then a day by the week
Son I need

with something
Need to run me up another billy with a bitch who's silly, she ain't noticing nothing
I'ma get another milly I promise
She give brain like

Bonnie
I write this as your next to me
New to Mr. Thomas class
It's almost like its meant to be
Whenever you're around me my heart races and I'm nervous
I

get naked
I won't sex the bitch but I might let her taste it
I keep me a K nigga don't tempt me
Or maybe a drake on me something like Nicki
I cruise

Flannel unbuttoned
Blacktop underneath 
Indie music chick when I see you on the street 
Maybe something different when you're under the sheets
But I don't

be worried ( Skreh Skreh)
Stacking the milli like auntie merry lynn
Shit had me traumatized
Traumatized (ah)
Traumatized
Written by Y. OGHENETEGA

got my mind right, 
cnd plus you know the time right
I'm tired of the streets
I'm trying to step up in that lime light
Leave it up to me I bet I'll take

same never changed I'm ashamed of ya
How you mad at me for doin' what you don't
Never hit the streets never hit the road
Never had your own release never

Serge on the beat
The beat be the closest to me
Right next to my fam nd my bethren
Im passin the sixth and im rollin a Seventh
My mind formin bangers

Individuality is frowned upon by the king well queen well master well
Whoever's in charge of securing the homeland
Still go places where folk are screaming for me

There was once peace in the streets until cows came around and made beef at least we got something to eat
I can not handle defeat thats kinda hard when

it by harsh, never knew where to start
I was lost, didn't know where to park
My life was fucked up, they left me a mark
I just wanted to be happy, I

It took a lot for me to even approach ya
Intimidated by all of that caramel mocha
How could he better than me?
How could he love when his heart in