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out some directions, ay I spent some nights walkin' in the rain By myself, but then I gave up through the storm I had to prepare through the storm
good it is and see if it tops your 10 out of 10 Okay and Cece is coming out Cece right now Oh my goodness it is perfect Cece how did you come up with
Donnie Brasco-ass niggaz Muh'fuckin snakes in the grass nigga (I see you) Get ate up by these muh'fuckin sharks nigga Knahmtalkinbout? Yeah, yeah..
love games Game of hearts I'm not meant for it I'd take acc cause I'm viral with flu I got it But it was never too good to heal where I'm infected I ran
Five-O, throw the crack by the bench Now I'm fuckin' with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense My moms happy, she ain't gotta pay the rent And she got a red
Are real, oh, they're so real Sofa, daydream, time that rolls by, a catalyst for doubles and red wine I, I miss my two player high And I will wait
I'll tell you when I've had enough Party by myself Rather be inebriated Got nobody else My words are abbreviated Buy the whole top shelf You can't
spend their every night, uh Here we are sharing a space with them Grad tripping, trying to avoid tripping up on a nightly basis Pre-gaming by the pool
it your job to protect people?) Getting walked to my cell (we got a white boy) Walking through jail (woo-woo-woo, woo, yeah) Shit is like hell
Gotta worry bout the bag my priorities are set Cause I'm better than before yea the money where it's at This city bad but you got to find yo good And I'm
a rabid dog´s common sense Dad´s walkin´home, his baby girl by the hand Askin´ all kind of questions cant understand Evil men going for the jugular vein He
couple And I could tell by your purse game that your nigga truly loved you So many bags, only if you knew the struggle Still got the ones that she had
And it goes 1, 2, 1 2 3 4 Happy days, happy days always I put my hand up when I see you in the hallways Its all good Turn the music little louder
an artist left His red rock garden in the turnaround road where I sit in the morning It gets kicked around the cul-de-sac By those who go and double back
Niggas know Twin don't play I shift that yay to the UK TPS I'm a see you in a minute dun You good you fucking with the grimey one Come from the slums
busy, unless i'm wrong you should treat me good cause me and you are the best I tell all my friends that you're better then the rest Sometimes i time
feet by the fire Cuz they got nothing on me they ain't rivals Do it or die that's how i live Smoking weed all the time while i'm driving You wouldn't
future I mean how could they, mummy was there to Hold me and suture the pain on good days that were truthfully dreadful days I learned to hide the Pain but
a fakie Caballero The air quality ain’t good it’s heavy smoke like the Valero I’m in the hills with that Tommy with that Tommy no Guerrero And I
the Cooper Vault job. I still wasn't convinced this was a good idea, but a deal's a deal.
1. Era One 2. Universal Soul Underneath the world built by reason Lay the foundations of a different Perception Putting light on a brand new
slaved at Every minimum wage job, but he saved that Brought his sis through on scholarship to make stacks Working as a surgeon she bought a whip,
Now the night before Christmas, I was sitting in my house And there wasn't nothing moving around, not even a mouse. The socks were hung by
all of the stars had aligned By the second day we were stuck together like glue If someone couldn't find me they'd go looking for you Cause where you
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