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That nigga a fiend I can tell he adore it (grrt, grrah) I made 'em forfeit (forfeit) When it come to these bitches I feel like they lost it (grrah)
You are the bestest, I will obey you They wanna know what, I couldn't say who You are the only one who's Ever really seen me I know that I'm
Yeah, yeah and we smoking real big Haters mad 'cause they girls on our dick, yeah But I don't give a fuck, nigga I don't give a fuck, nigga Yeah, yeah
When nothing comes to mind Oh yeah I breathe into the fire Du-du-du dusting off my clothes They wave at ya, wave at ya Don’t go down that road Don’t go
not to let this industry get the best of me y'all I work hard in the game, the game's stressing me y'all All they do is complain what they expect from
the things they put in your head And don't be deceived by the monsters under your bed You're stronger than this So ignore the things they've said So Don't
to all units at the same time They don’t decay, they do not imagine They’re taking care of us
It´s a rush Keep your eyes on the ball Make them believe you have it all It´s a show Whatever you do don´t let them know You´re just a tragic kid
brothers is dead I don't even like what they said What are they talking about man Tell em again Listen homegirls let me talk to you Girls may be trouble but
to me Sometimes I'll lie to you And there isn't a thing you could possibly do All these half-destroyed lives Aren't as bad as they seem But now I see
up Next time don't count on signing me up All the stress you stack on my chest I'm barely getting by They say just do your best And when I fail they
of the back I could have niggas sellin' tapes, instead of the crack Could have niggas fallin' down, with lead in they back Ain't much that I can't do when I
might be times I lose control Lose control Lose control Don't you say Don't you say nothing at all Let 'em find out on they own On they own It's a deep
They don't know nothing bout me I don't know nothing about you And the niggas you calling your friends Are the same niggas that doubt you They never
problems, like I can't even (everybody Jones) They say diamonds are a girl's bestfriend (BFF) Well, I don't want the girl, I got her bestfriend (Hey baby)
I'm alone all by myself But I don't need nobody else And God I wanna thank my fans, good lookin' for the mail 'Cause I was goin' through it when they
(and Bibby) Throw back and make Jack do a hit (Jack do a hit) Still go see my auntie that lady do Voodoo, a genie My grandma a witch (let's go) Chop
that we know It's more to the story, shit deeper And you do not fuck with them people And I do not fuck with them neither They say it's cheaper
treat It like my old bitch I go and get right back I do That shit with one glove slide back Mike jack They like he back on his bullshit He done fucking
Day by day I feel you slip away Like holding grains of sand In between my hands They fall away Don’t fall away My greatest fear Is the day when
Aye And we do like we do this aye And we deuce like we do spliffs Aye And they don't got shit Don't got shit to say Fuck what they said Fuck what they
and some hoes with a big ol' project booty And the beat kinda hot but the cops wanna come to hold the work He got that duty so they can't do nothin' to me
voice causing sickness He is playing you out with delight "Man who do you just think you are? A silly bum with seven stars Don't throw the key
back home On the day after tomorrow? You can't deny The other side Don't want to die Any more than we do What I'm trying to say Is don't they
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