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W.R.O.H

Ab-Soul

These Days...

2014

All my life
All my life

I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was tight
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was sick

turned her to a freak hoe
Had to cross off one of my migo
Young nigga with Heat, villain no Herro
Englewood baby, ballin' like Derrick Rose
Moved

One, two
Hemlocks comin for you
Three, four
Better lock your door

Come one come all
Fulfill your fantasy
Here we dont
Respect no vanity
Bout to let

Don't believe me ask my partner
I try not to lie safeguard self respect
For yourself in the end you 'll be a master

Never ever sit down aimlessly

she so non chalant
She thought I was joking
Shorty she the one I want

And if I want you know I'ma get it
Shorty be all on my mind like the top of my

the window
When I speed by
Baby girl, this shit in my genes
Not no Levi's
Bagged a shawty from the three
She stay on the Eastside
Said someday we gotta take

me 
Put the battery in my back 
This ain’t cappin
Baby I just speak facts
You was the one who 
Said i should rap 
Now you be tight 
Cause they asses is

grace He gives me eternal life
He's my protection so my enemies, they can't stand to fight
No one comes unto the Father but by the hand of Christ
Jesus is

ain't shit?
'cause I got no respect for a sorry ass lazy ass bitch

[Chorus with Mr. Bigg and females X4]

[Verse Three]
Went to the mall what I seen was

and crammed then made to listen to ancient visions resold
I demand my space for living in boldness
Emboldened by the infinitely naked oldness of fresh clothes

just let me breathe, please
I'm getting heated a hundred degrees
Yeah
Life had me low I was down on my knees
I was down on me knees yeah
Aye
Searching

niggas gone slide for real
TGM mean they trained to get mills
Free my couss he was up in that field
I pray my brother just let go them pills
I get the dope

the news 
Pictures in the brightest of hues
More like finger paints in pre schools
Missing the pink medicine days too
They handed out cups and I drink
Was

in the whip I can't see aye
Shawty call my name like she want me aye
I'm the man baby and yo man know this
I took his bitch oh for real I ain't notice

were the one two three four five six seven eight 
Too many choices
I can tell where she's been by where the splinters at
I leave them because they get me

said didn't pan out 
Pan the camera to me I'm the man 
No block work baby we smoke by the strand now 
You ain't standing ten toes better stand down

nothing I can't handle nigga
Bron James inna world of Julius Randle niggas
Look down 1 step drain 3
Checkout my handle nigga
Disrespect ? Catch 5

the three like my name Sugar Ray
Nawfside, we GCO, we slide and we slay
Nawfside, we GCO, I slide with the gang
Talking it down, then we letting it bang
Bow

food
I was born to win
I knew one these niggas had to lose
Had my own Glock 'cause we
Wasn't into passin' tools
Bitch hypnotized by this AP
She keep

you should stick your nose in other people

Maureen
Who said I was talking to you

Joanne
We used to have this fight each night

Mark
Calm down

Joanne

holes, I love getn' head, I break down walls, cum in all doors 
Treat hoes like the Cavaliers if you wanna win then we all score 
I don't give a Fuck what

Say my name say my name
Baby wear it out
I been digging deeper and I know I'm getting closer
Sunshine you my sunrise in the morning
Took time but

years straight
And all that a nigga wanted was to win
Baby these VVS not CZ's
I just put a hunnid on my wrist
You don't hear nothing but skrt by
I won't

on a mission
Who ain't running outta bread
Who ain't running outta ammunition
Bullets that I had
Are shot and only one is missing
And I'm just not my dad
It's