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toes did hair done bills paid
Crib set light flex big checks all laid
Shawty she a dime matter fact lets make it two
She in her burkin anytime she
the heart, never turning to say
Will it self-destruct too soon
And fired all of her guns
Across the line where we would lay
It was the dark wind beauty
Please don’t be amazed by all this pain
It just bring more rain
And them Mood Swings
I’m talking bout them Mood Change
(Drell On The Track) My life
Yesterday, you lay beside me touched my hand
The world was fine
Spoke of how your love would guide me
Down thru' summer
You would stay here and be mine
All
that back, let me see that ass'
And then I kissed it, licked it, stuck my nose all in position
You tell me baby listen, can't you see my fucking dick
tired from all of this whippin'
Eyes getting low from the smoke in the air
Smoke out the pound it ain't shit I replenish
Shouldn't got me started say
sophisticated
Fresh from Antarctica my wrist just made it
I'm rich bitch, I ain't broke no more
But I will still chop you up and
Feed your ass to the poor
I'm
a memory
Can we lay here?
Tell me we can stay here
Like we're gonna make it
All the way through the night, oh
Can we lay here?
Pray the walls won't
to make me
Happy but I want it though i got the place
You bring your bestie and chardonnay
I got the good view DTLA
And if you’re hungry I got the lays
I
fights
And lay up with her all night
It ain't perfect but I promise she worth the work
Cause i made you just for her
The point is Life ain't half as bad
sits at my front gate
Black dog sleeps where I lay
Black dog shadowing each day
Black dog chases you away
Anchors me down
And takes all control
I
something to show you
i guess i just wanted you to see
that it was all worth it to me
if it's a problem, he gonna solve it
I remember swinging through East End, sunday evenings
Posted up by the court plotting and scheming
Them were
to disengage
let me fall from the weight
and be consumed by the negative space
caught on a loop till we fade
when did we welcome this gradual decay
it's
Time to feed the streets
Yes, sir
We shuttin' down all the cities
We bringin' out all the bad bitches (DJ Durel)
One time for the rich niggas
All I ever dream is to be rich, to live and enjoy this shit
Three houses and four cars before the A26
Livin the life I made, and learnt trades to stay
fan
He tryna be me need a big bag
They askin me how i got rich fast
Told em that i don't really know uh but
All these bitch love me like Sosa
Im ridin
End of the summer, but we still lit
It's getting chilly I get to pull out my fits
Big steppa', brand new kicks
Burned some bridges forget it, I never
the books
Left scattered beside us whilst everything cooks
Oh, I want to lay low, but they won't let me go
It feels as though, I'm thrashing around in glue
made by sicksuck
Shopping for labels, shopping for love
Shopping for labels, shopping for love
Manolo and Louis, it's all I'm thinking of
Manolo
is no other option, it will end with me dead.
Lay roses on my grave, lay roses bloody red.
My face is torn by flaming tears
(look, how pathetic, she's
(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
shades,
tearin them day wit the tape up on the cesar i aint
wearin the fade, ya might catch me in the sharadin
lay wit a pretty hoe, one way outta hand
scuffle all because of Willis Reed
Now there's one more bar in New York
I can't get me what I need
One by one, the doors are closing
One by one,
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