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not subliminal you know
Who they directed for
I put me on a pedestal
I don’t need you girl
I’m married to the money and the fame
And that’s for life
a hurry
I'm singin' my baby boy Troy he'll be two next February
I'm in the crib with my man my nigga Van Dam
An were thinkin' of an outta state plan peep it
of the fuckin' mistakes
Can't wear gym shorts anymore
Cause the swinging reveals
The real length of my blade
I don't know what I be doing no more
I'm just taking
Just let me liberate you (hey, hey, hey)
You don't need no papers (hey, hey, hey)
That man is not your maker (hey, hey, hey)
And that's why I'm gon'
Yea whats good it the boy Hearon
The girl Nia next in line you ready ma
Ok
Lets give it to them
06 addict entertainment
Where you at
I'm right
on my own shit line up (Woah)
I just copped a fibbing
Baby I can’t keep it quiet
Probably get it poppin’
I’m about to start a RIOT
Do it by myself
I don’t
on they line, but niggas don't pick up
Resurrected out the mud, these niggas got me in between plugs
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it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
on girlfriend, I'm just messing wit' ya
You know I never play you
Out like a velcro mustache
Especially when you're giving up 'nough ass
And it don't stop on 2Pac
Into the paper like I was ink
When I'm writing, I'm trapped in between the lines
I escape when I finish the rhyme
I got soul
You got it
You got it
the answers to why I did what I did
And I wish I had answers to why I wouldn't do it again
And I don't know why
I'd hurt the love of my life
I'm still a kid
don't know Why I continued in this dead end pursuit
Like what's Love You ain't have a clue kept pulling through for you One thing I learned Listen listen
nigga used to ask me where I'm from
Tell 'em Bankhead, nigga, but the earth my turf
Work, wonder what's up under my shirt
Wonder why I ain't gettin'
Don't play with me
You broke my heart
But I'm also so obsessed with you
I don't know if I love you
I don't know if I hate you
Baby it's
my girl and my little man
C'mon, baby, pack your stuff, get ready
"Damn, why your face all sweaty?"
Just hurry up, don't throw no fits
I'm a dead
man I love to entertain
Once you let me in it’ll never be the same
1shot, bang
Don’t forget the name
Florida boy from the start got a shark tooth on my
Uh, I think I got the formula
Get rich and don't fall in love with a bitch from Florida
Been focusing on more of
The positives, but what you calling
clutch kick up dust
I’m a simple man with a simple plan
Get all the loot and do it as quick as I can
That’s why I don’t stop for roadblocks or no cops
I’ll
favorite line
No reply, so she still don't know
She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know
Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't
Savin a penny come witness the horror
These Niggas is wild like livin in Florida
Body the beat
I guess Pres is the coroner
We gotta eat
So y'all see now
Listen
I don't really know what I'm doin' here, huh
But I just thought I should tell you this, listen
(Troy Taylor, you the GOAT) look
You get
Booked a flight to the Florida keys
No packed clothes I'm short of tees
Four day trip I don't need more than three
Why shop accordingly I can afford
one more day i have to get out of bed,
going to work in a hurry, no time for my breakfast
nobody cares if i'm sad
i always have to be willing to go
what pocket I had left, my handkerchief
I'm guilty by affiliation, in many ways gangsta
But let me explain something, a paradox if you may
I threw all my
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