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Everything in the world is run on-by-with-some kinda coke
Inhale the smoke
Put shame on the toke
These days you might beat the cancer that they give you
But

back
But I don't have the wrist for that
I don't have the time for that
Yeah that's what I meant by that

Yeah  my  flow is charged up
Go and throw your

of attack
Trying secure this bag
Trying get on the map
No time for chit chat
Had enough of that
Couple of homies
had to leave em back
Couldn't move forward

tutor, taught herself to give head again
When I'm done, I pass a pro off to my next of kin
Call up Big Super, they don't know who they messin' with
I'm

Bartender tending the bars I been serving 'em
Hard liquor sipped in the car I've been swerving some
Put the bottle down we going full throttle now

Recently been sentimental
For better times when I was little

But better times been also comin' up right now
Can't give up on 'em now
Almost proved it I mean

Even on worse day I'm your biggest fan still
Tell the hoes to catch me outside
I'll console em like Dr Phil
Poor baby done got did in by lames
She can't

Poppin' off, shots, shots, shots! Ready or you not-not?!
Any day, anyways, I'ma get up out the block-block!
Give 'em what I got-got, clock is going

Sittin' down by the riverside
You've still been on my mind, 'cause
Even if I had more wine
Nothin' gets me drunker than your eyes
But now we're down

Spin the record, let ‘em ask you “who dis?”
I'm gods son if he never met judas 
Woah, off top like a motherfucker flew in
You can have the win i got

She loved him like he was
The last man on Earth
Gave him everything she ever had
He'd break her spirit down
Then come lovin' up on her
Give a little

to the hustle, got laced by greed
I ain't with these kiddie, shit it's a Rothschild in me
In the Rolls-Royce Ghosts disappear on sight

These niggas ain't tough

they can't even feel us
Blinded by the fake so much, they don't even know the real us
Lost in a world full of lies, you don't know what to trust
If you

just tryna leave the matrix
But the feds on me tryna play tricks
I think I was abducted by aliens
Cause I haven't came back since
Nurse tryna give some

door
I was seven, just a little boy Runnin' around with the older ones
Lil' Jeff steady throwin' ones, Strip club with a lot of funds
Mention Gluskii,

But not so distant we never can visit to see how they fare, and cheer em on, and give them our best

I play guitar and try to sing

Hey girl do you

Haven't made enemies yet, guess I've been living too far from the edge
Not that I want to make enemies, don't get ahead of me, but I want a little

You figure you should
Give your mans a call
Cause you be seeing how he ball
And you just
Tryna help out moms
Don't get me wrong
Cause you went looking

Tell King Titus to give my gold back
I'm the Prince of Egypt
Lemme get them keys to my camel
Boy I got more keys than a piano
Can you keep a secret I've

my own bag
Because I told him I need space

Coke dick. That what this one nigga give
And he liked his shit bit
And his nipples played with
I ain't

ain't playing with 'em never was
Vindicated if I hold a grudge
Hate the sin, not the sinner
Hold up I'm finna
Gone and lose my mind
Looking for the truth

of love
And I'm taken aback
By way you write thoughts
And I'm lost in your mind
And I don't think I'll find
Another person
Who can polish words and
Just

All alone yeah
That's why I'll never put my trust in a soul no

How can I trust a soul if I don't even live by my words
These conversations through

Till the eyes blink back
I don't even really smoke though
Got green fever for the dough though
See the po po
I'ma dip though
Brown skin'll give 'em quick