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2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by

written by ghosts
I'll make them shake they ass like a pole
All about my bread like that boy named doe
That's a rental I own this hoe
Looking for the bread

JJ on the beat
Ok
Hahaha
Alright
Start of a new chapter
This shit's the old testament
Only gets better from here, yuh, ayy

My samples are outta this

I’m kicking rocks by the shore
And picking flowers of your favorite four
I’ll wax em on to letters and send ‘em out to your door
What has life got us

it

[o'dell]
15 with the triple beam, working the streets
Lil' nigga gotta ride, now he's bumpin' the beats
(it's all good, it's all good)
He pass by

I be lookin' like bye-bye
By the way, namaste, where your momma stay?
Tell her Ronnie comin' round the way, lucky day
I be comin' with the God body
Me

a Roley
I stand here in my Boy Better Know tee
Not surprised by nothing you show me
Never been arrested, never had a Co-D
But I'm as real as it gets, blud,

work for us, nigga, 'cause we employ
And niggas ain't have no real money since the unemployment
By time the PPP came, I had a half a ticket saved

wanna pay me not your ordinary lady.

Now they know by ms. 32, so tell me what you want to do?
We can just go kick it, buy a ticket if you truly do.
Boy

Broke boy blues
In need of new shoes
My phone rings on repeat
I'm in need of some news of employment
And I got just that
My old employer called he needs

Quarter milli' worth of jewelry that two chains by my wrist
That old school was lookin' silly, threw some thangs on that bitch
Paint wet, Migo did it,

got no homie
Saying that you’re real but you’re just another fobie
But you’re slow, not a Jaguar
Thinking that you’re, in Nascar
You aint sponsored, by

Welcome to the legion I got many of us
Mind over matter so there's none above us
Forget the old ways, it's the choke
Days, many broke day 
Let the haters

Wreckshop boys be coming up wrecking ay yo)
(get off me dog let me in here, hey baby this Lil' Skeezie baby I'm off the Heezie
I'm ten years old and I'm

사라질 때쯤
My Boy D Made It
너희의 매일이
별 도움이 안 된단 걸
알게 될 때쯤에
외치겠지 Mayday
내일의 해는 너의 눈으론
못 보지 현실은 반지하네
우리 팀은 피라미드를 건설 중
너희 엘리베이터는 아직 점검 중
그 아래서 평생 기다리길
몇 명 정도

the old gaff smelt
Flickin through memories
Glad this one ain't up on the shelf
I'm that guy they know n that's one in itself
Been reppin this green movin

feeling Misch Porter
True say I might step with Harlem
I'm a hundred with gang
And by myself I'm spartan
Them man there doing up bench
Cause they ain't

And the mandem wanna do Maccies but I
Just want a steak and chips (yeah)
Two by two, that's marching
Judge give my guy like one for a rambz
But you were never

saying it's my year
I've got the whole country listening
To my new shit i'm verified in the streets
Without a blue tick them old boys washed
They're like

of
So
Been nearly 4 years since I touched my first mic
I can’t even lie
That sometimes I just miss my old life
Pullin up on family that don’t call me by

of blue chips
These ain't old hundreds, paper, I got blue strips
And we don't drive home, and lil' boy yeah we flew here
Just pop you a tab, let's get

and say, "Boy, watch yoself!"
But I can't trip, mama, cause I live for myself
And if I die on the streets, then it's my time to go
But if I live to see

to do with being happy 			 
Em                     B7              Em E7 f#  g#   A7
Not for an old achiever like me            but now I got a little boy

(Ouuu)
(Ouuu)
(Yea)
Told her I'm the realest aint a nigga realer
Gave them boys my last guess they forgot but shit forget em
Posting all them guns