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Walked away from me once not again now (Saint Brown)
That's how we do
2k18
Walk with me now sing with me now
That 90's vibe

La da da da la da da da la da

doing awesome 
Mama told me 
Never show them any emotion 
When the going gets tuff 
I would sing 
Billy Ocean
I was alone cuz my Daddy's nose was frozen

a better me
Could sing to you about some better things
Gimmie mine, I need everything
Your favorite rapper nigga selling dreams
This talks dangerous to those

bio want me to Venmo it
Lion in Jungle I sing “oweemoewit”
Yes I’m that nigga but not the one for ya’
Don’t trust that pussy as far as you throw it
I

am ride till death
Keep on making money 
cnd I'm not chilling less
Been on the hustle all 
I got to give yes 
cnd the tears have gone 
By watching me

now you sing my song bitch
Get in the coupe 
Fuck what you do 
Telling me that I could never be you
Damn that is right
I'm not your type 
I don't be

tryna sing my song you was all off beat
You could call me blasia Rest In Peace barbie
Calm down its Carmen your favorite auntie
But when I was homeless

I'm looking in my mother's eyes thinking of Sinatra
I let her sing the blues and tell her all is forgotten
Switch the tune in the mood to dance with

we do We're on a mission,
To beef with anyone who fucks with our ambition
So check it and give a listen and let me explain
Yo E-rock bring back that

while it seems
This is the reality I’ve stumbled upon.
Do not try to wake me, I have to keep moving on. 
Lay me by a river and sing to me a song.
Let me

Nutty Niggaz

The Dayton Family

What's on My Mind?

his penicillin

See I'm a addict takin' drugs, that give me quite a thrill
Diana Ross and lady's sing the blues got me poppin' pills
But it get worse,

at me they better turn around
Choppa let it sing like it got put up on that rolling loud
I keep it 100 that's the reason why I'm balling now
Ride around

after yo ass; call that sodomy
Call it a blast from the past; failed lobotomies
It's only ashes to ashes cause God in me
I let the llamas sing; blood

used to sing the blues
In Marvin city, Southeast gave me Inner City Blues
Was in a lose-lose, every day it was the same
Til' Warren Buffet taught me how

pained truths
Rain seeped shoes
And I began to think I'd lose
Fourteen with scars all over me
Burn stains in carpet
Knives sharpened
Alarm clocks in walls

pained truths
With rain seeped shoes
And I began to think I'd lose
Fourteen with scars all over me
Burn stains in carpet
Knives sharpened
Alarm clocks in

pained truths
With rain seeped shoes and I began to think 
I'd lose
Fourteen with scars all over me
Burn stains in carpets
Knives sharpened
Alarm clocks in

spaghetti
"Table 3 your food is ready"
Uzi shoulder, feeling heavy
I touched her cakes, she Little Debbie
I tried to pull out, she ain't let me
Sheesh

Uh, uh...
This is for anyone who ever had a dream
Of being an Emcee sing beamin on the scene
Or seen on the silver screen doin ya thing
It ain't all

the street and
Go loot with the masses
Tell me how boy went from
Coupe to a casket
Tryna rob me like baskin
Chopper sing it's everlasting
Then make a play with

care about the fuckin' rest
Truly, people feel like I'm the best
I'm that nigga, hear me in my songs
Listen up, make this a sing-along
Niggas hatin',

by the OG's in the 90's
(1900's Fine me)
Excuse me not bitches
I mean queens
Real pretty face gangsta mug on mean
Hmmm
You niggas wasn't built like

here, let me teach you" (huh)
Daddy on my money thing (ahh), Bad Boy, we runnin' things (ahh)
But when I go deep, deep, deep, I make shawty sing (what

addict broke need to stop it
Fuck this bitch, I think I love her

If I do, then  you in trouble
Lil hoe Let me meet your mother
Pour my lean up while we