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the things you say, the way you move
I'd love to stay here making love with you
'Coz you're just so good to hold
And you've wrapped your arms around my soul

be complicating situations minuscule
Baby I ain't for you I tried to tell her, she booked a trip
She say that's just how she heal she hit another

you aren't humane 
And I don't mean to berate your minds fuckin state
As I can't fuckin say what made you that way 
So I'll continue to pray with

of waiting

Gotta point to prove 

So I gotta make it 

People say they real

But I know they fakin 

People say they love me

But I know they hating, damn

Like a product owner leads me sprint by sprint 
(c WINNER McN)
So much Love for me He told me command me
(c WINNER McN)
Doctor of broken heart he does no

when I say their wack
Cuz i'm on a level that makes it hard for them to interact
I'm the definition of a true emcee
Your pen is just a ghost if you boast

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Look
I need the booze, too many pretty girls I cannot choose, I love it
At the top with nothin' else left to prove,

I put it down like this for you
Remember Whitley avenue
And everybody who I love back where Im from know this the sound
If you wasnt back on Harlan

was when I was cold and mean
I'm supposed to be
I smell a far to say my nose is clean
I'm supposed to be
Momma didn't play that with a long shot
Arm hot

love
Where your friends become your cousins
Your cousins become your bruhs
Looking out for each other no matter what side you from
A family bonded

the shower dropped the shampoo
And you bout to get dropped by your mans too, cause I'ma tell the whole world that I fucked you
Okay let me paint the picture, I

jacking ain’t me you typing shots I send it
And when I say it’s fuck you bitch that's from my heart I meant it
I over love just like my momma I ain’t scared

Switchy on the back, nah, I really wish a nigga really would
I do what I want, you just did what you could
Hatin' ass nigga, always actin' like it's all

falling in love

Hey Brock, why's there no Frogman feature? 
We want a Frogman feature
Come on, just get him on a song
I'm sure you can get him on a song
We

mobbing, I'm bossed up with these niggas
Funny how they say they your homeboy
Same ones throwing stones at the throne boy
I never wanted fake love, leave me

We're Not Getting Any Younger

Color Theory

The Thought Chapter

2008

I say I should take you home but you want to stay here 
On the beach all alone with our blankets and beer 
In the dark how we ache to fulfill this

on his ass
I had a crash, yeah, I did that shit bad, I did it bad
Even thought of him, I got me feelin' the crash
Brother to my love, I'm with him step by

Constantly perfecting rhymes 
And I started jotting and the words fell into place 
Anyone with sum to say 
You better find yo place 
And anyone standinv in my

stand tall, trust the movement jah no go pass you by.
To all my niggas when deh squat o, one day e go burst o, forget your gees when don blow, when no deh

say you're the greatest I laugh at your claim
I came in the game with a cane to tame
All of these rappers who ain't running shit
I'mma aim at your ass

OUU WAJ 

Hook
Ride with emotions 
Mixing up the potion 
Feels like I’m floating 
Scars on me 
But you know 
I’m not broken
But I keep the same paste

Fresno cali, dog town my city
  " ARF ARF "
Real love is rare, im rare feel me
  " FEEL ME " 
Gettin paper, if its fuck me, its fuck you 
  "  FUCK YOU *

bout goals, you love they
Soul, b**** shut the f*** up
You’s a hater on the low
I’m bout to f*** one of your bros
And you would never know
Feel a little

Can't wife no bitches just give and go 
You coming back when you're feeling low

I put in work it was hard labour 
Grind by myself I don't like favours