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man
Now we go attacking back,
bring a beef with beats
mustve been that hidden enemy
that left me broke in the street
Yo that cat ain't bout s***, he

My Nigga Dead (Interlude)

Dave East

Karma 2

2018

to drive, sit and park it with ya (c'mere)
We fought before we was hitting, shit, really off the liquor (bah, bah)
Let me tell you about my man, he made his

Still fightin paranoia 
Anxiety at an all time high
Better days that I'm pushin for 
Are what help me get by
Sheez still roll brown haze by

here working for NO other man
I'm working for my last name I'm working for the upper-hand

Upper echelon by blood that shit wassup
Give ya Pops a couple

Man Have Girl Got Some Pussycats
My Hair Is Brown And I Ain't Gotta
Fuck I Just Coming For The Brown
Don't Be Try To Check Me Cuz
My Mans On The Phone

matter what I'm one of the realist
Man I jumped in the game man fuck all the fame by the way fuck all ya feelings
Shawty ain my main but she treat me

I'm better blood cells woah
I know
And she got the real can't phase me
She know we on the way
That's why she came to play
Ain't shit in our direction I

fail
Make 'em dance like he DooDoo Brown
This nigga smells
Accurate as a archer
Keep listening, I be done taught ya
A valuable lesson in disrespecting

hoe one of one loud smoke and cups of brown
Even when Im up you still gone catch me up the town
Something light nothing heavy hard I grind yea and very

the crowd in awe cause they ain't seen nobody like me
Turner that's my dawg so I put Tina on the white tee
All my shooters hogs if they missing that's

be country if he dress like that
First off when ya heard me probably thought I's black
But one thing that they'll never say is I can't rap
I ain't

They been waiting on me to fall
I see the smurk on ya face again
I'm blowing it off
Don't play bout my pride
Don't play bout my bros
Don't play bout my

the past will get witcha
Five on five, nobody picked ya
Ain't no 'next', you out the picture
Brown baggin' liquor you and her bicker
Life crawling by

that's tryna get hyper
I ain't been no typer
Fly OT, lick shots like Schneider
Tied down, me and them man can't size up
My mind's up, I don't like them man

Krispy

Kia Shine

Krispy

long down in Mephis on my grizzy 
Gone for a second, now I'm back did you miss me? 
You can find me in the club, but my name ain't 50. 
Kinfolk kin

the rubble
Payin dues in doubles
Never ever ever catch me mumble
Tap into your mind
Man I ain't one to fumble
Straight trouble
For the ignorant
I'm a say it

it show like Instagram
So, if my ego get a boast then I'm giving out a toast cause I live like a thankful man
O's, yea I blow it by the O when I'm

on a voyage
On a path that leads to sinkage
Ain't you listening?
They got you sinking man
I bet what you thinking
Like
What a coincidence
Sounding like our own

Don't do shit, record clean as a motherfucker
Cops or bros take ya life
Ain't that a motherfucker
Chase a check
Never chase a bitch
Only wine over cheese

Boogie has picked
It's just a band, scroobius Pip
Hope nobody'll wanna sue me for this
Chris Brown already had too many hit's
How many people can I humanly

did debo 
Walk away its fathers day 
Im brown skinned but I like dark chocolate
Eat yo milky way 
She give me bj and Chicago shit 
Well heres my resume

Najje
AJ
Jak Brown
We overlooked out here you feel me man
Ya heard me
We got uh
Flashgod
More Ash
In the building

First off my son made this beat
14

a outcast rout out my direction cause I'm down bad
Brown but I'm bored of education not about trash
Found rap but it's saturated by the clowns
A lot of em out

making love
I don’t know what it feels like
But I know baby this feels right
We can just call it love
Watch the sunrise
Through your brown eyes
Stay by