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Hope you diggin how the music sound
Always a little prettier when you around
Makin everybody act crazy,
Go'n head, Let it out, throw it up, shoot it down

Where my cuvie

In my head
Doing damaged
Where the shrooms be

She a snake
All girls like gucci
Poison
When she bite my lip
Honestly i enjoy it
She be

You seen it all before you call the plays you make the rules right (Sike)
That ain't true
You seen all that I did wouldn't be surprised by what I do
I

by myself
I can't explain to anybody else

Can you see it now?
Can you understand? 
Isolation is our only friend
Will you deal with this? 
Will you

be a crime doe
Cause it be turning heads lookin like a dime doe
Already, I got you on my mind woah
When I talk to you I'm like a mime 
Hanging with my

standing by the bus
Hi my name is JMO really nice to meet ya
I wanna know tell me are you a keeper
Our conversation really going places we both definitely

Feel like I'm Lone I got no stylist
Wake up bad bitch in my bed
Wake up cabbage in my head

Racks in daytime by nine
Creep in the nighttime 45
Chop in

young for this shit, wonder why niggas don't like me
Everything you niggas say, that shit be capped, y'all can't cite me
I do it all by myself, I don't

Wooh
Wooh
Yung Qillionaire Shit
Uh-Huh
Head in the dark clouds
Let it rain you say my name in vain
My life in my hands if I don't make it I'm the one

really got me tripping
Is it really all the memories that I am truly missing
Or is it just the thought of me having to go risk it
I got to keep my head

know them sunny days near
Woah woah woah
I do all this on my own
I did it because I'm grown
You can tell just by my tone
I've been tryna been change my

to God
I can't fuck with these niggas I swear, like they got a disease, I'm c-ROD
By the way we be chasing the green, I'm a cheese head

Kill the rat, then

Mobb 4 Ever

Magic

Sky's the Limit

1998

Head splittin, pass me sound ? ? ? ? , boy written
The prime's sounds can never be bitten, it was written
And if you really wanna come and try to make

be
More than a little sore
Me and Mosquito we be balling
You can check the score
Flex Entertainment we gon’ pull up
By the whole store
And I got

up rather have his head than a piece, go on and
Give it up when we in them fields, play it smart

When its checkmate, on his gang, that's a start
Brody

head in the clouds my feat stay on the ground
I just step inside the booth I wear these headphones like a crown
I'm going off just give me five more

one's calling cause I'm all alone
No one by my side, just me and a knife

Tears making it hard to see out my eyes
My eyes and wrist, they bleed, but

Guitar straps with flames
Drumsticks and strings
Long & McQuade has all of those things
I need an amp head for one or two shows
To Long & McQuade I

Dracos
Fuckin' the bitch, but I don't know her name though
Givin' good head, she intelligent
Made a band off a play, that's a settlement
Don't know who she

became my favorite movie
And I play that shit in my head all the time
I am ascending, approaching my prime
All that's left's to get you by my side
So tell

doesn’t skip
Crazy that my kids won’t
See these things and that’s a trip
Time keep on going
Keep on walking by you don’t exist
Does that even mean that I

of what had went down down
That shit eats me up inside
And it keeps me up at night
Replaying conversations in my head
Thinking of the things that I

heads because I know y’all cap
Calling up my phone like you know me
You don’t really know me that’s the old me
I use to have some bruddas use to call em

like a rolling rink
Watching time go by, it's 4am I'm off a Folgers drink
Subtle subs and broken love, it's cool, don't hold it in
At this point y'all