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Shit I couldn't sleep for days
Got me fucking robbing
Nigga for his beats by dres
And I can't find a job
Cause they ain't got no work
Smoke price so high

an answer, but I don't know what it is
Other guy's girls got some kind of secret
I see it on their faces as they pass me by
Come on, you can tell me, honey, I

straight street shit (Foreal)
Believe that
Everytime I spit something I OD that
And you can dot the i cross the t that
Be at spots you niggas can't be

Face down, southbound, hoping for the right one

This isn't a call for kisses out in the street I'm not
There yet This night, so defined has got me by

nobody similar" gotta be buggin' a bit to debate it and accommodating, comical lunacy's, got me stuck in the booth and making a cover to prove it
Can't

love
Half of the time halfway through crying (ooh, ahh, ooh, ahh)

She don't live here by herself
Sleeping in the bed she's made
Reading books about self

by so called peers
Y'all have to pardon me
Graffiti beat street
Write my life for all to see
You take a bite and leave the
Rest I remind you of Lee do

Record me out the blue or something, you know
Catch me on one of them moments
Yo, uh, uh
This how we do, nigga

Yo, yo
One, two
Yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm in

the rain
It's like they left me to push packs by myself
But I ain't serving niggas no more, I quit that dancing shit
I quit looking at my brother like

building no Legos all your bitches saying hello
When we pass by on the street, you grinding your teeth
Cause secretly you know she wishes you was more like

I grew up on the sly
In the gutters and the streets of Petersburg
Just a kid on the fly
Getting good at getting by
In Petersburg

I've bartered

up putting up a wall
A wall of fire
Getting rid of people by force
I don't desire
Listen to the lyrics
Make way for a wire
Shock you up with some real

pain cannot be cured by morphine
I might bop to the top like I'm the baby
I didn't change but something changed me
What's my chance of getting an AP

down
Must come down
Must come down

Yaaaawn get on witcha plans
I had a girl get mad a me then change her hair blonde like a Sayian
I'm sayin it make

sunshine

Just because you’re with me

Everyday na paradise

See you got no worries

Cuz I go dey by your side

All day and all night

Everyday na paradise,

cause who gon' teach em' better than me
Don't wanna see em in tha penn or shot dead in tha street
Had to change cause I seen I was stressin' my T
Now

like i'm throwing a penny away
House in da cut where not too many stay
You a see me often rollin by coughin
While you at the walkway crossin
Make

,
The stars, the moon, the lights,
It's always something,
but we balling,
we balling,
See
these streets,
You spoke the truth
Told me,
keep
it G,
Ain't no shame,

Get jammed by the police im not saying no names
Me don't speak no English shots at you lames
Never tuck in my tail swear ill never tell
I done bodied

made me question everything
Now I gotta be held
By the leash that you been holdin for me
Cus otherwise I'm gunna have to bring you to your knees
And show

to impose, 
At Oxford International we live by a code  ,
We make everybody invest, 
Listen up to me first, 
Have your money make more money call that interest.

Today, tomorrow, or any day
It doesn't matter to me I hope I'm dead

Yeah the end is fucking coming
And I hope you ready
You say you don't wanna die cuz

Something like a drill don't fuck around and get me open
Like a beer bottle baby said a nigga potent
You know I got the juice they want to sip a nigga potion

(last call for Mr A Hussein flight DA432 Dragon Airlines)

Oh, oh fuckin hell thats me i've gotta go, where's my fuckin bum bag!

I was given my orders by