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up a check
Damn right you know how I do
Only play by my rules
I page homage and I paid dues
Serve niggas quick like drive thrus
Nah nigga we not cool

message was to love man and that's enough
Losing blessed souls to gain worldly possessions
Its getting paid so other's struggle will lessen man
A lot

Tryna make it big now
Shorty she get dicked down
Smoking by the zip now
Aye that’s my shit now
Aye I’m the shit now
They taking pics now
Might take

could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now

Somebody take me back to the days
Before this was a job before I got paid
Before it

I know I been gone for a minute
To let the light in I’m on 500 watts
I know a few niggas they sick in the head
Yeah they just might pull up at your

raised different
And you act like you really made all of that money yo parents just paid different
Plus I'd rather be movin alone
Cause if you move wit

been everywhere man
Scarbs to dundas square (hell ya)
I've been everywhere man
On the train I paid my fare
Imma phrase it like a crane, yeah I swoop over

Crooked crowned pussy man paid by the mob
Do you ever consider finding a new job
Taking your talents elsewhere
Dump the boys in blue
I know you'll be

them in the face, rubber bullets in the ribcage
All paid for by the victims
Say, if we were in this shit together
We could really make it better

The good news is it was paid for, for you
But you have to receive it
You receive it by giving up your old to receive His new
All of you
Partial surrender

Smooth as it gets, ruthless groove yeah I'm crusin' again
Uhauls got them movin' again. Boo is a ten yeah I do what I can
I've been on my grind for

their winter season
Stretch my last $10 on a shoestring budget till my next payday
I got paid on Friday
Its only Monday, the sunk place
credit card debt

the time fly-by!
Where would I be without da struggle
And the strife that made me?
And the little bit a' thuggin in dis life that paid me...
Was addicted

flip rhymes in quick time
From paper to the label where they’re favoring to get signed
You know, at open mics I'd roll the dice
So enticed by the glowing

the dealers
But ain’t never serve food
I got a girl I love and never did her dirty
I was tempted by hoes but knew they ain’t deserve me
I paid my taxes every

Being Christ like it like gears to a mountain bike Hard to climb
We just change gears and we take flight
All the time
Christ on my mind cause he

to make a mess

She get sad that I don't like to dance
I just stand while she throwing ass
I be throwing cash, throw that shit down by the rack
I get sad,

Jy wil saam my stry ay
Wys die kind is verby ay
Busy playing a game ay
Busy playing a game ay
Ek was tussen met die gang daar by vista
Sy het n' ouki

flip rhymes in quick time
From paper to the label where they’re favoring to get signed
You know, at open mics I'd roll the dice
So enticed by the glowing

had to come and save the youth
I'm good as Curry I just neva got paid to shoot
I feel alive again
Never have I failed and didn't try again
The same hood

fivever
I need to leave but
I'm blowing trees with the guys
We getting high
We getting by
Nine to Five
Yeah I got a plate
But I barely ate
Don't Like steak

Main did that
I built this shit
Me
Brick by brick
And I'll be damned if I let you tear it down just
Cuz you don't like the way another nigga
NEWMAN

a look at you bitch you got nothing to lose
You be tripping and bitching you act like a hoe
And you know we all know you just looking for dough
Dm's are

NO NEED FOR SPEEDING,
COULD BE ROADWORKS  AH, JUST A BELISHA BEACON

ANOTHER QUARTER MILE, SAW THEM PARRALLEL PARKING
PAID THE DRIVER, CHECKED THAT