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your car
Parked in the driveway
I saw lights from my window
Every so often
Walked by but I really don't
Wanna deal with questions

Every day's

motherf*****
Tried to show the world what it means to grow a peach
Tryna spread your knowledge by growing them seeds
Wanna send shots in the air KD
When it all

don't 
Need clothes 
Midas with the touch
Clutch
cll that we eat gold
They should give me murda 1
For the way that I eat flows

Designer belts

everything I see why
Your like a breath of fresh air I hope you breeze by
AAH
I had this girl who would two time me
But at the same time the love was just so

blocks
With your mommy lost
The aspiration I make
Is inspiration from hate
Incarnation by fate
Aggregation I create
The devastation I rake 
Is the creation

Salute Mine Fcuk Yours

Spit 2 bars now they wahn quote me
Hot gal say they wahn throat me
I know the boy dem was pull me over drag me out and then choke

practice sucking dick 
Basic af duck face pose for the juul pic 
I'm too sick 
I Need something for my health 
Big trouble getting delt n I'm all in all by

man, A.R., I trust
And my man's a gunsmith, he go by Toys R Us
And this shit too strong, bro, this boy need cut
I'm God's son with a plan, I don't know

from the ground
If your bitch be acting up then I take her to the pound
Selling out like every show
I be going town to town
If you try to take a shot

struggling to breathe lookin like they got the 'Rona
You should rather me be in your corner not as your opponent
I can murder fuckers with words just ask

off like a chicken
Stripping us of our innocence
And I ain't kiddin'
Every time I keep on going
Down this motherfuckin road
Yeah I already know how this

a week before I fell back into lust
I wonder why I was so weak my Bible still collecting dust

So I go to pick it up cause I don't wanna fall again
I wanna

How many people that- in the audience can Emcee?
Mr. T? Bring up Mr. T! I wanna battle you!

It’s time to go to school
Like Mr. T Said, I pity

In the loop in a duplex (That's a lie)
Real talk I just be out south
At a backyard party at your auntie house
With a plate piled high
Got the gang by

adore
I saw me dying on the floor
I've been trying to fill your void by sleeping with theses whores
Yea, misery has been my company,
I'm just praying

up on your own

There's something about you, meaning everything you do
That makes me wanna grab you by the throat and cut through
Forget my alibi,

Ronnie Coleman

Action Bronson

Dr. Lecter

2011

want that steak dinner don't you? (Ah)
Your gonna work that sandwich off now (I need marshmallows!)
Yeah lets fuckin go
20 more miles, lets go you fat

a bitch or in trouble
Been recognizing every super-power
Residing inside of my body you blew it
Turning on me I don grew up
Don't turn your back on a man

dirty clothes I wore last
It's amazing that my lady ain't put me on blast
Cause every time I get a glass I leave open the cabinet
That kinda foolishness,

(Chazey)

Here I am writing tryna elevate my status
I been putting in that work you don't see it but I practice
Wanna stash a hunnid thousand dollars

shaking your head like I care 

Popping my trunk I got drip in the spare 

Then diamonds ain’t real 

Your buss down is a mirror 

You talk about juice what

Every season I’m on tour nigga
Check the brochure
Got your bitch on all fours
Greet me like ‘Bonjour’
On the south of France shore
But I still hunger more

these visions so clear
My dream world, I wanna go there
I'm dreaming of a day without division
Not separated by na race, nor na sadists, nor even religion

on your knees won't cost you a dime
Caught by surprise 
How often that line
Got offered tonight
Are you off for tonight?
The officer's right,
I'm awful