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Who I am, who I am
I'm who I am, I'm who I am
This is a drive-by, drive-run Music to me is fun
When it's no longer fun I stop doin' it

Get through with

one for talking
Always knew I'm lit so I ain't had to show it
You can tell a bitch nigga by the way that he speaks
Money bussing out my jeans might

Don't Worry

Lil Bibby

Ballin Like I'm Kobe

through make it rain on your set
Sleeping on couches, had pains in my neck
Now I got three or four chains on my neck
Bitches be trippin', I can't fuck

that as an opportunity
They always Vary
I used to get so high
Didn't know why everyone staring
But now I'm oh so fly
Hop on the stage with Music Blaring

Look, uh, 5 years done gone by
Lotta dying tears the boy cried
Tryna make a way when I lost mine
Everything was good when it wasn't no more
Had

"watch out for the opps"
Luh shawty a thotty, so hard to watch
Im floating so high I could talk to the za
You better listen put your pride to the side
Girl

love me or if its for their own conscience
The angels have flew away now there’s no one watching me
Used to believe in God but now I’m not so sure of my

the Tees and the Polos
I got merch we've been shipping out the postal
I been flippin' like the channels on Roku
Told you I've been on a wave and it's so true

do it to me
Fuck what's right, finna make shit wrong
Bottled up pain put in all these songs
Bein the bigger man feels like you won
Girl, what type

Unthinkable, insatiable
The thirst, working at the worst pain
Claim your drove
Oppose roped down, first round picks
Just to piss em off
Hope found

you what I'm bout
She been playing games so I need a faster route
I got money on my mind guess I got to get it now
Throw a party in our yard neighbors

greatness
So I don't let it affect me
I stay protecting my neck B
Especially by checking this who try to befriend me
Those who disrespect me
Getting Sniped

I'm ballin'
So just hit me in the morning
Catch me on the rebound
Cause you were out of line, the stars were not aligned no
I should've kept it

Why you crying go and wipe ya face
Sippin wine by the fireplace got a different mind nigga

I inspire writers at the same time brighten up ya day

A hand out
But the muscles won't extend
Huh, used to stress so much 'bout shit
All changed when I got to grip the pen
Cattle to the trend
Is more of what

imprisoned
By awful musicians
I'll offer my wisdom
To form a commission
To cause a division
And force their submission
From a awkward position
Babygirl don't

Street Veteran [Part 2]

Mr. Hyde

Barn of the Naked Dead

2004

trooper disguise

Like having your pupil stomped by a storm trooper

Brutal demise, repeated pain like I'm loopin up cries

Boxing like romans an ancient

Lot of death in em' really ain't no peace til we pass
We was bagging up dog food purina by the half
I might bring the whole squad through so you can see

Didn't make it easy
Never thought it'd be me
Breaking your heart,
breaking my own by saying we're done

Wounded and bleeding
Spend my nights weeping

loss
You know I won't undermine your points—don't have to
Know you invite remorse
You bite your tongue
Wouldn't hurt so much, but you packed your punch

Let's go
Shorty G
Man it's twenty-two
Let's go
Y'all know the vibes
Let's go
Yeah
The forty stick so close to me you think we was neighbors
I don't

new 
You clear my mind and you don't have a clue that 
(All night long) been waiting for you to get home 
So i can be up under you
No i ain't tryna

and dangerous, clip long as a sleeve 
Keep on shooting till you see em bleed
I’m bringing da pain, you need more than aleve
Got so many sticks, I feel like a tree

You're all a bunch of fuckin' assholes, you know why
You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need people like me so you can point your