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c'est pas la même
Si on se pète, t'sais qui impose le thème
I need a queen by my side for my reign
Told you, your life and mine ain't the same
Nowadays I

who knew I'd make it, but they ain't around to see this shit
Doin' it on my own, don't need nobody else to make me rich
Plenty of night at home just

to kick back
Play Nintendo switch while we snaacks
My niece and nephew yeah they call me
“Uncle Smack!”

Day by day we’re gettin older but
I gotta pro tip

You ever had a job before
(Uh uh)
Not one
I tried to get a job at McDonalds and shit, and Kroger's
But they never hired me
I said fuck that shit I

to japan
He might buy your mom a fanta, but he likes a sprite
Don't worry, he's OK, he's always here for you

need a co-sign
Cross my day 1 that's a hoe sign
Run a check up baby they don't know grind
Ask showtime
Say I'm got it, I'm just absent it's show time
Im

can barely remember
This world the ways it used to be
But I'm the kind that keeps on believing
And that's the thing that sets me free

Well I don't have

tell you that they love you
But it's the wind that says your name
And all the ones that follow
Are lost now in the fog
The road is climbing higher
People

I’m no longer lonely at night
All my ghosts are seeking for light
I’m walking on shards but I don’t feel pain 
Can you hear me
I am crying in

to count
I understand that I've lost count,
I understand that I need
The point of support.
Give me your hand if you see and feel it too.
Don't let me lose my

guaranteed to hurt they soul  
Don’t ask me if I feel some type of way 
You’ll never know 
But fuck that shit
Ctc cut the check 
Keep some water round my neck 

a nigga does
I know you want us niggas in the car to go back to the bus
You thought we was Isis but my niggas we all work for Gus
Making dough like Walter

supper every night
But she’s been working out everyday getting right 
You looking like you need some good D in your life 

All she ever wanted was bag full

season
I’m the man that’s reason
She choosin me why u Geekin
I got on silk imma don
Feel this sht Super cloth
She wanna leave but it’s hard
Can you blame

But I can get get you what you need it just a block away 
Niggas talking hella tough to bad it’s all fake 
I hear the gossip I  ignore for the lords

pour me out
Podna pour da 4, pour me out
Nigga, I jus popped dat roxy slow me down
Niggas dissin' on the grind, but this shit gon' come around
Baby, I

the afternoon yeah
U know I'm all about that bass
But now I'm in treble
I need her ASAP
Now I'm trapped in a bubble yeah

Blowin' out that text
On that iPhone X

to play the game 
Fuck faking it cos being real don't make you weak
Young generation thinking where to lay the blames

Too many hope were lost, I mean they

Something
Or gimme substance
We mud slide slippin
He got a tude but keeep it cool you know you must die trippin
I'm in a buck 5 no bus rides but buss like

the price but I ain't never sell my soul
Don't believe the hype I ain't gone leave with out my pole 
Just gimme them bills got just what you looking for

I

Hey You

Mostly Autumn

Pink Floyd Revisted

2005

can you feel me?
Hey you! Don't help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight

Hey you! Out there on your own
Sitting naked by

you finna do
If it ain't money, that ain't what you need to do
But who am I, to tell you what to do
I would just listen if I was in yo shoes
I wanna

it ain't a bussdown bussdown
I don't wanna hear about timing
What You know about that grinding Wake up before that line rings Getting chased down by

Sax

Ana Guerra

Operación Triunfo 2017: Galas, Vol. 2

2018

that talk but can you play that sax?

I met a boss last night buyin' out the bar
Said I can ride top-down in his Jaguar
I'm like boy, stop, run that