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gate
I cannot take
Being judged by a fake test, it don't measure greatness
Pulled a lever, heinous, I can't even name this
Moving on in life, you don'

and done
But if haters gone hate why give a fuck
And we back to work going back to work
Long days long nights going back to work
Yeah we back to work going

with losses and wins
Running through options again on the fence
All my bruddas is gang gang
That's on everything
We Don't say names
We don't talk about

by the pool with the real bandies yeah what they do? (uh)
I fuckem up like she fuck me up like what the fuck we gonna do (uh)
I'm in the Benz then she

for me
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But the only thing that breaks me is by being on my own
Waiting on this throne, you already know
I'm trying

stuck, you bumblebee'd
Don't give a fuck on what you need if I'm the crux that you perceive
I'm not the one
Teleport me to a time when this was fun
You

ass bitch (bitch)
Niggas locked up, only call when they need money (hello?) 
I don't complain about the shit, I just find the shit funny (I do)
My

Act on It

Swollen Members

Monsters in the Closet

2002

cards and kept movin' along 
Hooked up with Mad Child an' righted my wrongs 

You don't continue our circles, we generate light 
So 365 days I study

and bump it on the radio
Here it go-go-goes
(Think I'm playin around?)
Hit the studio
(And start layin it down)
You see us down south players, we don't mess

I don't do this shit for you
Do this shit for me
And I'm sick of being used
No more shit for free

Man I live inside a booth 20 years a week
That's

This one right here goes out to my frauds, scammers, workers that don't work, wannabe
Stick up kids, trying to get by on others' demise. Just let it

Girl we been through hell and back
But I didn’t even need to tell you that
I bought ya heart now I just wanna sell it back
Cause you said you would

want a prize
Appraisal, approval, followed by prompt removal
Give him a shirt give him a sandwich then get him out of here he's got a screw loose
People

Gettin Real Buck

Gangsta Blac

Can It Be

1996

bitches, this for girls and plenty niggas
Fuck killer realer we grip hands on the trigger
Yo nine grip my dick, nigga I don't give a shit
Paul in lil' man

in person
You live your life just for an app so you don't have to feel worthless
Everything about y'all image is fake
Filters got these women thinking

pissin out THC
Give a fuck about the police
Extendo my cigarillo with purple that Dinotello
I puff puff and pass nigga
Na I'm feelin mellow yellow
I know

dreamin' or drinkin
I cannot debate, yeah
Think about the money that is on the way
And if she don't wanna fuck, I'll just masturbate
She say she love

and it would sound new in this
Don't take me for granted I'll give you granite
I'll hit you with planets I'll hit you with stars
I'll sling shot your

lights out
Spikes out for dish rags, keep em on the hit like shit bags
You don't want it fag
Your left in the bubble covered, we'll shoot up fair
State

something about the way you smile,
It's like we're in motion but we're staying still at the same time,
Nowadays- the days- between link ups are less time,

The rose with the sharpest thorn
Looking at me wishing I don't get on
I'm reborn and I know that you hate that shit
Dipping out of wasted like fuck

the fuck up man
Aight aight, my bad bruh shit
That's the problem, stop askin' me fuckin questions man
Aight
You know you usually don't be blowin' you know

angel, tangled in the web
Givin a fuck about nothin, better off dead
But I don't want to be ill, don't want to be a woman token
So I rock mics, and spread

Give me the love, that's not enough, I need respect (uh)
You need to add another zero on my cheque
Pay me my dues, pay me in jewels, I'm what you