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me You will not never forget about me
I got zippers on my jeans, on my shoes And on my jacket, by the way
These jeans are equipped with a highly daily

Tryna go out with a bang, get a bang for the buck ya know
It ain't right til ya turn up
Then we get some dessert and it get real sweat
And it don't get

The sugar's so sweet and if I let you get me in between the sheets
It's my beat, I'm telling you again and again
I don't get nasty with the men like I get nasty

bout try some racing cuz I'll beat you in the Grand Prix!
I had a broken garden Still a broken garden
Don't know how to fix it maybe Email support again

to find,
A couple weeks went by, we passin time,
He seen me in the alley with his niggas, I
Was just dealin off carry, then I seen the nine,
Then I heard

bout try some racing cuz I'll beat you in the Grand Prix!
I had a broken garden Still a broken garden
Don't know how to fix it maybe Email support again

direction
I just had to go and lighten the load
If I carry everybody I'll never be anybody
I wanna be somebody don't want it from nobody
You feel it in my

Matty Groves

Moriarty

Fugitives

2013

I'll be with her tonight

And little foot page he was standing by
And heard all that was said
He says Lord Daniel shall know tonight
Before I go

There’s a lot of people forced to define truth by what they suffer
And without an ultimatum makes you wonder
Like damn, we see it again
Woman or a dude,

I'm still the same
Swear I'm still the same yuh
Go to the attic

I'll never change
Promise you I stay the same
I done gave my whole heart
Whole

sounding, u-uh right now
My life, m-my li-, my life, m-my life sucks
But I do think maybe we could do something a lil' different with it
Fitz, do you think

shining,

Go dining these rappers are looking lunch, fill me a cup of that makers and punch,

I'm wildin I'm styling ric flair with the woo

Back in this

kids livin' life like it's over
Momma worried I'll retract when I'm older
Back to the roots but it's one thing I told her
I made her a promise, won't

bucks is Kareem,
I been in the ring All of my hooks, Muhammad Ali,
I just wanted to win, Put up with my city, tryna get seen,
I belong in the league Fly

to time but you can tell she not a hoe
If he ain't ready for your love, oh we'll just let him go
Or else when he fuck up again, girl don't be acting slow

a mason
The paper chasing is over, this kids amazing
I'm sorry this kid's a mason
We tattle tell with Mason
We got a church but we treat it like it's

Speaking of honor, imma go crazy with the praise
First to black in His house like the Obamas do it
The serpent think he slick but he kinda foolish
Hiss with

your children will know why they shouldn't do the same thing
Fast forward to right now, I'll show you things you can't see
Just eat the sacred fruit, go

Ball on the niggas that hated, shit on the niggas that had doubt

You not on my level, no you never been
And if you catch up, I'll pass you again
Keeping

I go by cola no soda I thought I told yaaaaa
Bitch I'm Cola fuckin D flip it around you know the name and that's on gang Ha!
Man I lost my miiiiiiind

touch with my culture, you know
My daddy black & my momma Samoan, so yeah
I credit that when girls complimenting my hair & you lookin at it like damn boy

Always distracted by the things that I’m attracted to
Like fast coupes with the roofs that’s retractable
To tell the truth I was through with living

cosigned the Papers
Put their bags by the trash
With no by see yah laters - peace
Without this mindset,
Idk where i would be,
I had to put together every

of skeletons
think twice only guess again

I'm gonna march with the doors open
my own motion they looking at me 
and for some reason their soul chosen
shit I