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help you understand
Ay
All kinda green A.K.G. with the bands
How'd I get fly doing different than they told me
Tryna get by so I'm ballin' all alone
Big

satan as their daddy?
I'm not establishment
Lil Nas X he a gay fag woah
My homies stay working like Maytag woah
Wuhan shoulda had a safe lab woah
I got my

and dark rage
Banging avenues 'lil niggas was raised up
Don't ever smoke a strangers blunt could be laced up
But I don't smoke so the worries never grow
Kuna

while I feed her green grapes
I stay toting on my dick but it's not masturbate
and my money stretching like mr fantastic mane
Rata Tat tat
Who that is

know that shit get dangerous when I grip that tool
Its February niggas still wearing they Christmas shoes
And I'm a pimp all these bitches call me mr

he better hurry up
Don't rush me, everyday I think a glock ain't enough
It's the casket king, grave digging holes to Beijing
I like my lil shorty with

nigga cry
God damn, Marquis in the kitchen again
I'm fuckin this bitch and you know she a ten
Lil' Bro, you my opp, know the torture don't end
Bitch said

I want a Benz, I promise I want a Benz But a Bima would be cooler
750 stock on the rulers Watch me pick up a Cougar
I drive by on they lines, look

Shot T a text
Mr S connects
He said what's next
We need to build more
Do me a mash or
Your words in the suns rays
Because some days
I don't want to hear

You see, you so lazy
No, baby, you can't come in here, it's nothing but these bricks
Phone fighting on the South, it be done by the 5th
Oh, workin'

good, got a cougar bitch callin' me Mr. just know that I stay in control
I been in my M.I.A, been tryna feel my safe
Niggas been good, but nigga, I

Black Smif-n-Wessun

Black Moon

Enta da Stage

1993

ya black
The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back
BOO-YAA-KAA! Mr. Ripper did the shooting
Cops heard the shots, shit's hot 'cause

ain't never had a fifty, you ain't had a hun'
You ain't never had a quarter ticket, lil' dirty bum
I bet I'll have ten M's when I'm thirty-somethin'

Gots 2 Hustle

Tarik Nu Clothes

Emperor's NuClothes

Lil Yung, Yung Lil, Paper Chase, Mr Grubbs, Slick Breezy, check it out homeboy

This is the way we gots to hustle
I wake up, I shit, shower, shave

MR MO, yeah
I need to get out
The city of sin
The city I'm in
The city where kill or be killed is the theme
A nigga is tryna be rich and be king
But

you like violets?) 
I was like... Dr. Dre who's your new patient he look a lil pasty 
Bleached blonde hair 
With a bigger wigger swag that a bigger

It’s all up to god cause he got his hands on Me
I’m mr misunderstood
But it’s all good
Been this way since a kid wouldn’t change if I could
Daddy wasn't

ya tho, Yep caught her Ass drunk by The exit door
You know what happened after That, rolled a Back
Blew a lil pressure just to bring Her back
Rub her

unbelievable

Remember, no Russian, y'all bitches fussin'
Called Lil Darkie a honky and he blocked me on Instagram
Remember, no Russian, GTA I'm busted
Go ahead

a oceanside drive by lil high
 Ina bit a whiskey n im feelin fine
I been here a minute I been chillin on the Brightside 
Puffin piff my brothers flippin  mr

dawg with me don’t get BIT
Can’t stop can’t pause can’t QUIT/ So cold n****s think I’m SICK!

(oddo verse):

There go the Mt. Man/ Mr he gon get paid

And my name on dial
Like damn
Lil Shortie got me messed up my mind
Never gonna hurt you baby I would rather die
The things I'd do for love
I really

of Judah
The the
The Lost King of Judah

Uhh
Yeah
Ducking tears like it's drive bys
I stepped out in my faith
Like a nigga had 9 lives
My faith is wavering

know about that
Times a lil different now man we've gotten off track
I remember five-dollar hair cuts from Mr. Melton
Sippin on a cold Pepsi right behind