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write hate mail to myself

It sells cuz most people are negative and rather hang instead of saving themselves 

How in the hell can I do the world good

mountains behind
Haunted for too long by the look in her eyes, burning inside
I want answers and I wish there was more
Losing grip on my life, and what it was

It's funny when they see me out, 'Cause I'm the guy they read About 
If there was beef around well all The sudden they a vegan now 
Keep it down, me

like druski!
Only got one life lil' killa ya there ain't no guly
Leave the haters in the back like where the roof be!
On a narrow road and this shit

Gassed up
I'm tryna get that smoke
Niggas hang around me
But I ain't get the ropes, ay
Game over saturated
I ain't sugar coat it
Die to beat

would do you better
I just really wanna hang out and burn with the homies
We gon' smoke a whole ounce
I'd share an urn with the homies
But would they do

in
And bring that bunny

Where my money 
Looking scummy 
Never bummy 
Pupils bloody

Atom bomb 
You can't split my wig 
Or there'll be dead bodies

absconding
So he promised to write; at least twice a year
A woman there caught me eye she said""Do you wanna hump me?""
But by then I'd drunk about a gallon

are.By the way we pull up in our cars.
Bass be Bumping caveman bars, all thanks to my A&R.
We the best, and it's been by far. Venom It's spelling from my

Francis FLy

What's up babe?
Yeah, I'll probably finish up like in the next
Hour or so, I wanna say
Wassup, you good?
Nah, you just seem
You seem

I wanna go right back to that time when
You and I used to hang outside and
Baby those were times that I will never forget
Wanna know what love is

lane
Ain't nobody got enough gas in their tank
In my city way too many straight goin Hussein 
Tryna hang 
New guys might betray they own gang 
Levitate

Things change, rearrange
Depending on what you do with pain ya know
Volcano erupts in the winter
Baby it's just us
In the studio chillin
Me and Mike

highway patrols, 5.0's, ambulance and coroners
in case there was a shootout or high-speed chase performance
by 9:00 they lock down each baller from every

is what ya might hear
Way ahead the game by a light year
I can see 'em in the rear mirror
I ain't finna let the fear near
They bitin' my swag like Mike

ion back down
Im tryna see wassup next thing i know bro got strap out
I go get the whip because i know he finna crash out
Brodie in there tweakin
He had

And i don't wanna fight
But the way things are goin it seems to me i'm losing you
Tell the truth is it true
Is someone being there holding you

be yelling this my song
Step up in the party looking fresher than some veggies
She know I’m getting money she keep rubbing on me belly
Had fun every

the girls bundles
Imma charge by the kiss , only Hershey's , no cuddles
In my DM people tryna get stung Tyler said the boy's a gun
This Ak aint tryna hit nun

late for your support
I'm off that brother shit
You ridin' in your mother's whip
I'm captain of this mothership
Go play your games
I'm entertained by all

a clown, but I know when I see one
You don't wanna be one, or begun to be shunned
Did this play out in real-time, like really
Or did it only play in my mind,

lonely, nigga
Breadwinner, all by myself
Twenty niggas had left me
I guess it was for the best
I'm focused, nigga
Bugatti dreams up in a hatchback
Quick

brother he cant hang
Osama, no bin Laden but my music boutta bang
Onna beat, doing feats watch how im stepping in that rang yea
Uh said I kick down the door

Slob 187

Crips

Bangin' on Wax: The Best of the Crips

in these ditches
You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
They couldn't wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
By me - another down be	-G