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Yeah
I'ma need to succeed so I bleed on papyrus
Used to sleep with a Swede
You would think she was Linus
When she squeezed like I'm a
Security

shit you speak on manifest so I creep wit poles
Even sleep at home I keep the pole whatchu need to know
Grind like I'm starving even though im still

soap
Shit crazy mind gone niggas off that dope
Niggas  killin' over cash
Singin' sad blue notes

If ever have a son
Teach em'  fear no man
Especially if

believe, they say I’m next with it (they say I’m now)
Three dollars for the whole week, I had to stretch with it (stretch)
Use my mind instead of lose it,

and lay in East Hampton
Me, Sosa
And Brooks that's the three champions
Give your bitch a 3 point foul, 3 chances
Ya broad say I'm lying, I ain't fuck it
She

like I ain't got nothing to lose
but in the court room I'm thinking bout everything that I'm gone lose
I'm tryna do right by my people but the truth is
I

got this cheese either
To much sauce she like Mamma Mia
Bitch I’m saucy like a pasta bowl 
Bake ziti with the garlic rolls
I'm sb3 when I'm in ya hoe

And then we do it some more
Shit, you got me twisted
My left hand on the green
But my right look blue
One minute im fightin you
Then i spend the night wit

go on! Go on, pick up the phone! Do it!

Guess who's back?

Huh? Die Young

Fuck!

It's been

One week since you looked at me
Cocked your head

Friend or Foe

E-40

Down South Slangin

2008

young bucks 
Scrubbin' each others backs in the bathtub 
Babysitter would send you to bed 
But she would make me stay up 
So she could give the young

was
I spent time by myself
And I poured lines for myself
I do all these drugs for me
And I take a X to feel at ease
I got to stop drugs this shit

this, right into my seams
I sew it straight just as in my dreams

A wife to be
A mother of three
A woman who'd conquer the world in a week
When I look

a classy a bougie a ratchet
They only thing missing I keep in da mansion
cnd she gon Mmm bop like the song by the Hansons
Uh uh
Jug and finessing
Designer my

mud, never felt so wrong
Amount to nothing as you said that 3 weeks I've left
Don't be surprised once I dig in your chest
They say blind leads the blind

ho chattin' Stiff Chocolate with a book
To be fair, I don't feel Twitter
Gettin told I'm not a real spitter, by some broke-arse bill splitter

Recent phone call on my brain , it was a call from a dime
Haven't heard from you, in a good three sixty five
But I heard your new single, listen

She working seven days a week, lil' mama still stripping
Still stressing, still getting it how she live, no wheels
No they won't call that legendary

sleep bout eight hours a week
I hate waking up, I just wanna slumber in peace
Looking for a flash of lightning but only thunder increased
By different

every day of da week
I get shit started 
Im da life of da party
I go out by myself
Ion need nobody
I been havin these dreams
Feel like deja vu
If u

Dressed up to a T, 40 glock, teflon vest level
3, everybody next to me a stretch something nah they ain't even gotta
Think, when it comes down

manipulate, I don't discriminate. I prey on my prey while they pray. Lord lay me down to sleep, I'll be stalking by your window when you lay.

Verse 3:

Welcome

little babe
She feels so damn hydrated
From works she sees me frustrated
Show every week I gotta be concentrated
Yeah I know is complicated
Can't really be

worst, that made it even deeper
The first week, I couldn't eat, I wouldn't sleep
I lay there wide awake and wonder what we coulda been
It's routine, wake

that night, finna catch his ass and boom
Back at the trap, A1, used to go by the name of Doom
I went by trap4billz, countin' up the bandz of blues
Me