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shopping)
Rocking with my backpack
Cocaína 'Rari ('Rari)
Skrrt, skrrt, bitch get back
Sickboy what you smoke bro?
(What you smoke bro?)
Citgo that gas pack

Hey Mr. President

The Warren Brothers

Patriotic Country

2004

money I sent
Must take a lot of pork barrels to run the government
And hey, Mr President our kids in the middle east
I guess you gotta fight sometimes

Can I feel this moment forever
Need you now
Take my hand
And follow me to the sky 
Follow me to the sky tonight
Just gotta hold you tight tonight
2AM

date
From your bag you took a bottle
And said,”We gotta drink this quick!
It’s chilled to perfection.”
We popped the cork, it did the trick

for something you ain't gotta prove
sure you're not quite a strong as you feel you probably oughta be by now
only means you got that much less to lose

've been
When you've come home so late

CHORUS

And it feels like I'm wasting
All of my tears away
You know that it feels like I'm wasting
All of my tears

into the night
It’s always better with you
But now the suns coming up
And the stars start to hide
You know I gotta get you home by 5
I can tell you
How I

rocked the retros
He got a goal to get drafted into the NBA
Y'all got goals to all graduate with a MBA
You wanna move out your mama crib
Yesterday,

home by the end of the night 
Cos I can’t do wrong in my mothers eyes
Been a grinder from day
Told you we go make it safe 
Mamma says she prayed

out
Salute! to the general Lord God
The Incredible All Star of indelible lost art
Heaven is in my heart I just wanna go home
But first I gotta finish

Nigga catch
Nigga catch
Nigga catch
Nigga catch
Catch this
I'm that Asian that speaks nigganese ooh
Did you get surprise watchin this chink boo
When

home wit' me

We left the bar, headed back to mine
Even under the ugly lights, you still looked fine
Thanks be to Jesus, I saved a couple lines
'Cause

I got Margielas on my feet (Yeah)
I heard these niggas want a feature (Yeah)
All of my niggas gotta eat (Yeah)
So you niggas gone be a feast 
We gone

the witness 
Pen be the Defendant 
I went 12 rounds with lucifer and won by decision 
Tell them boys pay attention womack strictly bout business
If you aint

I don't care I wont get into fights
I ran the race and I slept in for school
I needed space why you gotta be cruel
That's not cool
I wear your hoodie

and see
Yeah I been killing shit for a while I got the recipe
You will never ever get it from me at least not for free
Been teaching people now I'm gonna

I wont be, is what I fear
You can hear my pain
You can see it in my face
I expect perfection
Less than is what I accepted
I'm my worst enemy
Gotta get

a family n have a couple kids
Never wanted innocence stripped from me but then
I started doin that n doin this you get tha pic dont crop tha rest
Until that

6 AM gotta kill the alarm
Get the kids outta bed - turn the coffee on
Down to daycare in my old truck
In rush hour traffic, my usual luck
I'm

to Miami
I'm living good now so I know you can't stand
I just hop in that phantom like Danny
Just put a couple racks inside of a Fanny
I'm going to the top

station
I'm just learning by osmosis
Took my lyrics from psychosis kicks
I can't tell you what it means and I'm the one that wrote it bitch
Stand tall with

Jd on the beat so you know im gonna get live
My flow is godly like it's delivered by the Virgin Mary
I gotta be honest not tryna hear all

want for
Every man gotta work, who you work for?
I'm just talking to myself
That's who I work for
To be honest sometimes he's a jerk though
Damn i wish I

out for the hoes
Doing the most
Brag and they boast
Wonder why niggas ran up in your home
Silence is golden
Live by the code
Minding my business