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know what I want anymore, anymore

Train tracks screaming and it's endless
Born to be perpetually restless
Told her that I think we need to end this
I

with the devil imma bunk yuh
Bro I think I'm headed back, I don't think I'll go go
I've been on the heaven track, but this party is so so
You're breaking

what I was gonna mimic
Now I'm delusional yeah you know how we do it baby
You're crazier than me and don't you try to touché me
I know I'm right, you

will bump this in her ride in the afternoon
A nigga high like a kite or the sky and moon
And wack just stands for we ain’t coming kindly dude
I got that

and I
On the same tempo but we're losing track of time
I'm inside, you're on fire
I'm over you with Jimi Hendrix vibes
She said she's tired, she's tryna

All of the Above

J-Live

All of the Above

2002

blink at the street like your first slow stick and go
Right about now my mind is mine and my mind is yours, to enjoy the shinin'

I'm inclined to give

when I hop on a track
I’m going crazy I’m going out bad
All by myself and I’m back at the pad
You know where I stay you know where I’m at
Call up my

movin on dev's goin strong, and i dont need no girl around

I see the henny pick it up
We in the party and i seen her put shit in my cup
But its alright

Uh, yeah yeah
Chuki Beats

Rap Life, Rap Life always by my side
I've been making music cause you know it's such a vibe
Stepping up my A-game just

miscellaneous
Couldn't keep track of overlapping payments
Just like most artists, had to cap to stay fit
Yet the thing about it , it was captivate-n
I could not

Let me play that playing my tracks out the maybach
Catching my flight at the airport, Catching the vibe where I lay back
Leg room that's first class,

Feelin like a villain
When I'm cookin in the kitchen
Man I’m on a mission
Party get to bumpin
Got the trap house get to jumpin
Got a whole croud
Smokin

Ghostlock, get the flushin
See me at the party, bitch, know I'm clutchin' Two-turn, thick bitch, got him by the dozen
All my niggas strapped back, we don't do

here's the toast to all the
Homies coming up out the scene
It's a mad world we all
Live by somebody's motto
Cope with different vices
I been tippin' back

to the party
Mario with pipe
Fuck all the roommates and the fans 
They ain't nothing nice
They nothing special or important
A nigga like me
I'm home aloning

moniker
They askin' what he brewin' like Hanukkah
My tape in the making dawg
Little patience I swear we
Gonna make it y'all
Cause every time they come

to sleep  

All of the shit that I'm saying is true 
Walked in the party and left with your boo 
We hop in the whip going fast on I-10 
Yeah, You know what

in them party routine
And all that chemical changes
In my body is like its nothin
Its Obvious
Its Ominous
Shez somehow different from them all
I've

What's good dispatcher? What's the task?
What time I gotta pick them up? I'm quicker than the Flash
At 10:45 p.m., pick up a party of Trey
They on high

learned lessons
Been burnt by life's fire
Faced too much regression
Now I'm tryna party 
Pop the cork off
Niggas gotta hate
We just let them talk
I'm rare

for the critics
But I don't like the sound of the crickets
And I'm pounding the rhythms and blues
Drinking's painful, they be like "Lil Xay, oh shit,

to go and get paid
Than from putting on a track and take the words that I say
Off the page to mic then lay em down and spray like

Nah fuck that I ain't

afraid to get down and pray
I got the higher power I'ma be okay
I'ma bout' to hop in like Crash Bandi
Only on the track is where you can play me
And I can

Yo, do we still have
That track "Popular Girls"?
Ah, let's jus let's just finish, click play

All these popular girls
It's almost like they rule