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time and in that, I mastered rhyme, I'm a mastermind who mastered mine did this shit
By design, If you picked a side lil homie don't cross the line, Oh

shit you can have that bitch
I only carin' bout' my sisters you knowin' this
Go find yo' own this my lil' clique
You know first night can't bring her

Well I work a hard life truckin’ day and night
Just to make my ends meet and feed my appetite
I got family to be fed, bills I have to pay
Who’s

elevated
Enough with charades
Cause I'm crazy for you
Cause I'm all in for you
Ring, ring, ring
My heart's calling for you
Girl I'm logging for you
Girl you

fucking Brandy
Now I'm scarred for life, second guessing every woman whether she be wrong or right
Shhh, and shoutout my lil nigga Spike
It's the love

burning like a swisher
I line niggas up I ain't toting no clippers
Slid through his block all he seen was the flash like a picture
I'm trying to go out

Late night vibes
Drop the top of the coupe
90 on the road
But I'm still 20 from you
Packing out shows
But they still looking for proof
So Don't ask

me "don't speak what you know"
Yeah, that bitch bad
But she know she got' go
I'm taking half of a M while it's dirty
Jam in the night, we gon’ juug in

Now i got em out of bleed
Bitch stacking my dish
All diamonds on my rings
Night time to split
Stop fuckin' on me
Lil hoe have money
She killed her

Mood on Young Dolph I hit the booth and get to preaching
Niggas playin foul why you doin all that reaching
Sleepin' good at night bitch I got

to quick, finger you till it burns
If you meep a lil peep
I'll lose my shit go berserk
Smash all your shit
Lose myself in the moment
You think I give a shit

your bread up lil' boy or get the fuck up out my way
Bros be with them empty pockets lookin' for a handout
Can't be driving basic traffic, so I had

hits
Fuck around and take me three more
It's really all about convenience
Now-a-days you could own a weed store
So what's the point of bein' lenient
One

Yeah

It's party time
(Par-par-party time)
Come on
Y'all gone have to get up for this one
It's party time
(Par-par-party time)
Come on
Where

woo)

(Yeah) 
I can't save you baby 
No cape 
Lil mama so thick
So I hit it
Long way 
Got them blinded by the blitz 
All my niggas don't play 
No way no

Aye
I can't tell you shit bout yesterday My plug just found a better pay
She gon' eat it when the night over We on our second date
No sobriety Menace

I'm gonna come and test it
Gotta gang of niggas that's gone go like Professor X
You actin like you in yo bag tryna play the roll
Big bank take lil bank,

Doin'? (What you doin'?) what you doin'?
(What you doin'?) What you doin'? (Come on)

I'm taking risks every night
I'm taking risks everyday
In love with

a Dutch
We can smoke it all night
Chopped up
Send a text
Yeah I might
It's too late already
You know that I want you
2 shots in my cup
Yeah I slid through

BK Dance

Afu-Ra

State of the Arts

2005

the way she look made me sober
'cause I'm a smooth brother, yeah, I kept my composure
We danced all night to guess what the drama
It couldn't be

talkin' for a night, gon' glide on em
Pull out the rocket like, do we have a problem
I feel like Lil Wayne, what's the good to a Garbo
Killin' any beat,

or miss, they gon' switch, guess it's fixed

Ain't no big I's, or no lil' you's, niggas not official I Ben peeped move
Got my bands up, I get shit approved

In that water
And ion play fin (Unlike a shark, i aint showing a fin)
If I'm in
Then I'm all in (Meaning im deep, and imma give my all)
This ain't

Listen
I can’t just sit here
And act like everything all Kosher
I ain’t know what to say
But now my feelings taking over
I’m the same nigga from Marcs Ct