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by a plane
I was born and I am shooting my shot
Got an A on my paper if you think I did math you were wrong if you mad you'll be strong coz I'm next

bitch down
I'm nasty she calling me daddy
But her daddy know me as Kraven
He know that this white boy crazy
Stacking up bodies in basements wisconsin

cocktail for the youth/ strange fruit, that Billie blues/ so don't call yourself my ally if you ain't giving up your privilege/ cuz you down at the protest,

out my, stop it
Scummy niggas creeping right by my side
Boosted up on some shit unprescribed
Live alone til' the devil need I
Drunk alone how a nigga

To a life full of pain and disappointment
You remember when I used ta
Live off tinfoil and tuna
I gave a sip about my future back then
I was just a fucking

45 adapter ninja star flow spitter
It's a strong mix slow stir neat no bitters
Got 'em all in a titter
This always tends to happen
Like "Did you hear

easy
Just to go along with it
Young and dumb saw nothing wrong with it
It was me being persuaded that's what you calling it
Sorry shit
I be talking

wheel
I used to think that sinners was a word for when you get killed, oh yeah
But apparently it's not
And I kinda been doing things the opposite

like you kin to me!
Act like yeen know me when ian have shit bitch i cant act like i missed you
Had that baby by yo self yeen call me in jail bitch ian

Chasing it since an adolescent
Live show for the whole perspective
Sing along if you know the message
Texas talking bigger than average
I'm the captain

I was just a small-town girl, life movin' slow
In a kitchen corner where the coffee'd flow
Mama always warned me, Honey, don't you start
But that

when you really wanna live your dreams out
Have that future mansion covered like it grew a beard out, with my stash connected
Just to make another Goal

to go, don't you know

Balanced mind to shine in a divine line of light by sight to see we being scouts, in a collective route

So I peer critical, not

Aye
Smoke a cigar in the day by time it get night I'll be fucking a cuban
They keep up with my life like I'm Jesus hard to believe that I'm really

the systems wrong
I put in work and got paid for it
Flights to Dubai and it's paid for
Watch out who you calling fam
Before they back stab you now you got

tired
By the time you was thirteen
I had hurt dreams
I use to skip over my pain
Like at least my momma
Not a fiend
But I lost my dad when I was five

(Your rent's overdue by about 3 months) 
Look, peanut. You've been calling me, hounding me about the rent now for weeks man 
(Wha-?!?) 
Don't ya know I

called me
My bad cuzzo my money don't make me tall
But I still forgive you next time just call me
Summer heat done got me crazy a brother can't even live

long as
You taking off them pants right
Blue bricks thicker than your bitch
It make my pants tight
Dropped some good bitches
Getting my bands right huh

where they faint, we bodied it cousin
It come to the dames, aye we plot by the dozen
We cuffing the big ones, yeah I'm talking the blue bills
Aye we dem

long as
You taking off them pants right
Blue bricks thicker than your bitch
It make my pants tight
Dropped some good bitches
Getting my bands right huh

cover ya mouth when ya cough ya weaker than weak i attack on you frauds
Wit a bit of sickness kill them with the quickness if this bitch lives its it
You

a view of the fishes
You could get used to this feeling
We living life in your youth full of riches
While real treasure pass you by
But that's okay you

South Central Madness

South Central Cartel

Gangsta Lean

2013

jump you're soft and try to punk
Cause I'ma hit you in the face with it
I got a posse of crews to serve blues if you fuck with it
Yo, the Prode'je spoke