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I have been chasing my dream
Nightmares be chasing me
So I Gotta get it by any means
But ain't going any where without my team
People told me to just

The king of broken hearts, in this story book

Now it's the last chapter where I felt trapped, captured
By my past, I master this track with a better rap,

Cant stand these lame ass hoes
Around every corner doesent matter you go
They gon come up in yo home
They could have your blood but have none of your

Verse 1 [SquigglyDigg]:
Vapors and mist reflect you,
Beauty in between the trees,
Islands of illusions displace you,
Are you still here with me?
Lost

bitch broke all my games so nobody play me
Every glock gotta attachment, I had a 380
Just whipped this white bitch with this dick cause back then it was

nigga.
I do not come outside my cave, nigga.
But if I do, then I slay niggas.
I don't got no jokes, I can't play with ya.

What was that shit you was

bed with three different women
I told them don't sleep on me
Now they wanna trick or treat on me
Roll up, pull out the heat on me
But Boy Better Know us

Y’all don’t really want no Mo. Hollywood Kole

Intro vocalizing

• Come on boys and girls step right up and here a story about this Nigga name

to Echo Chamber
I was so sad, yeah head in danger
Yeah, I was bad, but then, my brain just
Told me that crap was better than anyone
So 1, 2 put the blame

steppin to my name it's R I P
Why the hell you in this game nigga they got me
You better stay in yo lane or you gon see 
You'll be a washed up rapper is yo

ain’t seen this in a while
They just taking all my styles
We ahead by a mile, woo
Pull up in a foreign whip
We don’t waste time with no boring shit
I ran

life, I've been to university twice
So when it comes to mind games
I'm rocking the veteran stripes
Not amazed by the fame and the distraction of lights

New York, New York 
  
 I made you hot n-gga, 
 Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game, 
 Sh-t I made the yankee hat more famous than a yankee can,

that's my favorite odds
Y’all better pray to God, that by the grace of God
You don't cross my dark side and have to face the god (N***a hot)
Load cock
Bust

out just how we wanted
Girl  you could just come with me
Maintain all your trust in me
I told you it's all you
And you would be the only one I wanna

to refusal
I don't need it
You better beat it
You always mislead it
Make me mistreated
I can't repeat it
I know when to leave it
Yeah I know when to leave it

staying single 
I'll be chillin with the Mrs.
The only music you'll be remembered by
Is my disses.

So listen up well.
When I send you off to hell,
Ima do

convictions by telling a fib
Come with no bricks and no gun and I'm choking them
I may be a bloke if I drop you real quick my foot on your neck and you'll think

don't like sales, you're not by yourself
I didn't like sales. I wasn't good at it
But I was willing to last through the learning curve, and I stayed bad

Ha
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Ayy
Man what the fuck? Niggas already know what the fuck goin' on, man
I ain't with none of that internet talking, man

with us you better pray to a Pastor
Bet you thought I was gonna say Priest

Steady, aim and fire
Hunting you down, at the neck and higher
Bonus points

Hard as diamond, but I'm in the rough, listen up 
If you ever see me with the Feds, you can better send the cuffs 
Ain't no snitch in us, dickin us,

A Declaration

Clairmont the Second

Quest for Milk and Honey

2017

just saying, for eachother vacant, question marking Raven
Ignorance can be a pity better hit the gym you can't flex with me
Why you telling others they

judged by 12 than carried by 6 with a bullet in my fuckin head 
How many times I gotta tell y’all, mags loaded up we on the way just to fill em with lead