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You can't tell me- I am a Dawg
When you address me say "Aye Dawg"
Uh!
(I love this shit, 9ine in this bitch)
(We love you 9ine)
Uh!
She see that money,

with patterns
I dreamt i was sent to do this
You ain't got the strength
To prevent the movement
I'll commence with intent to prove it
And go against any

bitch, you should never creeped on me
Ima go to jail for life if they stop this sprinter, Cause this ain't no weed on me, had to cut my own blood brother

in this 

double 007 

they undercover

step by myself

with a few Bruddas

and we tight like some 

stitches in letterman

and my bitch 

Give me head

cousin
These bird bitches always come by the dozen
If it ain't money then what we discussing?
They say paid but these niggas be bluffing
All of this

I'm laying out in front of me intricately
The groundwork of how I'll go bout perfecting my technique this week
Asking myself if i'm getting my needs met

let you disturb my peace
There's no way I'm gone let you disturb my peace
I gotta go hard until I'm deceased
Do whatever I can to make ends meat
Stay

If I had a party would you bring your friends
Would it all depend if I passed out fruit and gum
And at midnight when the lion roars
Help me do my

You Call Me Baby

3

Half Life

You call me baby
You call me baby

Did you ever feel so small
In the face of it all
That if you cut yourself in two
There'd be nothing left

greet me
Meaning I'm their inspiration so I'm one not to tamper with
Better cross your t's with a Jesus piece if you plan to trip
But I'd rather not

sweater
Denim or Patek ever black-owned
I spend it better than most
A lion don't leave the jungle by choice
And when it was time to speak up, you was

Two A Day

Byron Bank

Current Situations

good shit, a double dose if you could 
Imitating that bullshit, your ass meets my foot
Like I don't rock no fake shit, all caps quotations 
Mark my

telling me? Seeds all up in my weed, what you selling me
I got a nigga, take the charges, 12 aint nailing me Credit cards, CVVs, if you mail it, please

around like a Merry Go
And if you only knew where He pulled me from
Issa mad ting that I'm still here like
Got a home in my heart, it's a new start
I'll

to the haters and pricks
Go and tell them they can suck my, Woo
Nah fuck that go and tell them they can suck my dick
You can't take away my pain now
I've been

up in that Bentley coup
Bitch I'm proud of you
Say she from the bayou
What you tryna do
You can fuck me if you tryin to
Think she tryin to
Big thang

change anything if you don't click
I have been

I've been too humble for so long
Remember when I was no one
I used to be rapping but chances of blowing

depressing
I remember I was selling grams right by the west end
That was back then when my switch was the weapon
Now I just pull out the blick if you testing

the small things
We move on the long way
The long way

I said, baby, are you into me
Cause boy, I'm into you and you can clearly see
Got me trying to let go

your bitch
Hang them up in my room like I am butchering pigs, butt fucking your kids 
If you censor my shit, I am to send you a gift

Go ahead... open it

sky
Meant he didn’t have to go back to the start,
Was there happiness if it killed his heart?
Imminence is absent from the death of The Star
Journeyers

Peelin' off tires slick stickin' to the ground
A rollin' stone I been know to clown and get around
So are you down I got a plan to go and paint the town

I got a confession to make
Just listen
Naw Nah now this is some
Real talk Now
Oh yeah what's that
C'mon now
What you call it
Confessions of a thug

if You heard I'm getting money That wasn't a rumor,
Call me B.R. money bags or
Ron Ron DaRuler, they said it's About time for Ron Ron
To school you