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started shooting
I don’t got no problem with em they just keep on hating
Keep on talking all that smack while i’m generating
If you mess up with my shit

up
Talking money you ain't got enough
Won't find another nigga realer
I keep a bitch I don't do the pillow
Talking niggas always in they feelings
Never

the street
Like some terrible CACOPHONY
It cuts through the walls of your bedroom and haunts your dreams

But don't you cry
I'll sing you a lullaby
But by

needs a pops
Baby cakes! I'ma stay by your side every day
Never late to call you pretty imma Tell it to your face
And if I don't!  I'll make it up in

Why you read all that? It don't make you no smarter
Why you up so early?
It's what I call preparing for the next chapter
And paving the way for those

comes right back
The engineer's a bad man
Don't you mess with him
He carries around a cannon
And he votes republican
The hobos back in Yonkers they
All

the morning and down on my knees, all glory to God I'm grateful to him (God)
Stop all the talking let's get to acting (Let's move)
Know what you worth, don't

all that's its got
You either with me or you not
If you are, I'll explain how
Walk up, send shots to head
Oh look it's a mess, Stanza knocked a man down

bumping my songs
Pay no mind I be pouring a 4
Wow wow wow
I done done enough oh I got to rest
You know I be fixing anything I mess
I done done enough oh I

That I don't know what to do
About wanting you.

So in other words,
You're exactly what I've been looking for.
It's all right.
Until all we have is

I get outta jail and lose all
Of the papers I kept, You know?
Names for the debts and major collects
Wonder how I got released with
This razor I met

alright
By the end of the night
Cause we got family ties
I'm a king with a daughter so I gotta rise
Trying to step up in my shoes but you don't fit my size

see you niggas one more time[00:44.47]Pray again that I stay in when it's time to shine[00:46.65]Pray a dream take care and we all be fine[00:48.68]Pray

get her Trues on
I be fresh to death, might put Mike Amiri on my tombstone
All my ARs fully, pull up by myself, get all the goons gone
I'ma move

the fame, I don't feed on hype
I did this to build a lane, all day, all night
Oou
HEaRT be the brand, what you mean bro
Light in the dark, this my infrared

sung about
I make my ways, can't always give the play-by-plays
That make sense to those around me
But I ain't lazy and this family that you gave me keeps

Turn up the volume and just hear what I'm saying
You've been hit by the man

Seek and you will find it then
This ain't Iraq but you can tell that its

the neck up
All I need for the distraction by the time you lift your head up
She got ruger to your yapper and all the riders in here tec’d up
See I do

clickin when they see how I'm livin
I invite all the homies back to the crib & bring ya chilluns
We gone be out by the pool, just slick chillin
Blunt lit

fucking see
I dug my own grave, let me fucking be

Don't even try to feed me all that "life is what you make it"
Pull up to your 9-to-5 and smile or try

high?
Tell me what happened to the love that we shared
You said you're here, but I don't know who's there
This is missing, can't get you back

She said I

save me from myself
And I'm weary
I'm chained up all by myself
And I'm lonely
Lord I'm needing your help
Waking up and I'm feeling numb, is it cause I

And chilled for the night (yeah)
I'm sitting by the phone
Waiting for your call (call)
You went to the club with your girls
To have some fun, and to get fucked

is you with me?
Mighty-ighty-ighty-ighty-ighty-ighty-O
The worse thing since crack cocaine distributed to the poor
By the government, oh I meant, don't