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It is time to go home
It is time to stop drinking
It is time to work more
It is time to stop dreaming
I'm gonna make all what i want
Working

no better than the rest
But tell your mama and your papa
Sometimes good guys don't wear white, yeah
Every day baby, I work hard
And it's true at night

close my eyes
Will you stay by my side
Even when I cannot fight

On the darkest nights
When I can't find
A reason to believe
A reason for anything
I throw

catch up to you
When I know I'm that dude
I am just telling the truth
I'm trying to make about 2
By the time I'm 22
All this ciabatta I bring when I bake

in neck rolls
Base time by night sky's and bank
Rolls i'm killing it villainous advancing
I'm planning my dis passing
They were tactically masking
My

where the pretty girls live
I want the fame
cnd I been wanting this my whole life
Short weekend, fast days, and short nights
Word around
town
it's goin'

would his own son
He gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
cnd he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night

Hey Charley I think about you
Every time

like and you spend the night
Then I open up my eyes
And realize it was all in my head

You make me feel like I'm six feet deep
Going outta my mind

get it and blow out the brain
You could just think it's a game
Reach for my chain gon put RIP by your name

And I'm just speaking all facts
You go get

would his own son
He gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
cnd he takes me out dancin'
Every Saturday night

Hey Charley I think about you
Every time

where the pretty girls live
I want the fame
cnd I been wanting this my whole life
Short weekend, fast days, and short nights
Word around
town
it's goin'

Laying in a puddle full of what I was
Looking up had me dissolving in the sludge
But I'm good
I spent forty days and forty nights
Pen and the pad

of you finding me
Turn the pages and learn the end of each age is
Preceded by the most inspired works of the sages
One day I’ll lace a verse in 365 takes

gotta be all in, ain't no so-so
Za Za by the boat load
Pimp? You a itty bitty shrimp
I was just on the block
Dunk ya hoe, like Shawn Kemp
It's

get it in by the end of the night
But mean while ima ease down
Put the weed down hit speed dial yeah her body look right so right so right
Baby girl

work
Lay down a curse
Maybe call you the b word
I'mma stain all your shirts
Eat your desert
On me swear to God you will learn
Just to take it all back

since four cuz of that (cuz of that)
Uh, gold chain all the need is the dope name
The dope game want him to slang cuz it cracks (cuz it cracks)
Cuz it

catch you slipping, 
My niggas is very persistent and ferocious, 
My bitches too,
One might be your hostess, 
Get you poked quick,
By someone you close

I don't like to drink
But would drink for you
You know I just ate
But I'll eat for you
Step by step lets make some mistakes
I don't like perfect
I

Something is wrong with this night
Dreams hug me so much tight
Wake up in the morning
And I've seen my future almost dying
Shed my fear all around

of that
My mother paid for everything
All by herself
When you got your first check 
You ain't even try and help

You would always bring me down
She would

If it listened at times I grab
Life just by the hair
And forgiveness isn't a given you
Don't like it I
Don't care just to keep it a bit simplistic
I

Corleone nickname me The Godfather
The boy a genius all I drink is Smart Water
And we do this every weekend
If I ain't tweaking then I'm
Plotting or I'm

was in
The booth all night, it weren’t me officer

No cap the whole of my lyrics be no cap
Jung be a driller, that’s no cap
Tryna leave fuck niggas with