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you, I feel terrible, I want to cry
I don't like you rappers, you so lame with all that clothes you buy
I don't need no blow, don't need no ho's, don't

can't speak for you, my life is all I know
Kick a door, bitch I'm bout to blow
I can't really trust you as far as I can throw
Play your role, bitch I run

No Face No Name
Pussy boy wanna talk shit
I pull up to him and I fuck on his bitch
Long nose, that bitch like a witch
She blow out my candle like

Cool down let that ass shake yeah
Me be blow wo cash what's that sad face yeah
Me ne niggas mki guap on a dialy yeah
Want me on your fucken record u just

The winds of violence blow
And I can’t promise that I can keep you safe

I can feel it
Feel it push me down
I can feel the pressure 
Weighing on me now
What

to slow my grind
Possible to blow at anytime
I, Don't give a fuck anymore
I'm too insecure
Wakin up in limbo
Sadly in the same state
Physically

underneath your feet
Right now
Together we will meet
This place
Will blow your mind away
Hey, hey

Welcome to the club now
Gonna pump it up now
This is

part is I know you want me
But how can I let that go
I'd rather you blow my brains out than be my last puff of smoke
I know that I'll be fine
I know I

afraid to blow it down like a chimney
When she put it down hit harder than Henny
She down to earth
From the block like Jenny
Bad friends for my friends

that I blow I keep him hung by the plaque on my wall
Next to my Louis Vuitton You get whatever you want

When I pull up with the gang gang Keeping

When the wind blows 
I am listening 
Does she hear my whisper 
I was a fool once 
The world was cruel once 
That’s when I met her

I was trapped in

pessimistic, she blow like confetti
One eye on my mans, man I'm taking care of mans just like I'm Fetty
50-50 and I'm still splitting
Bar spitting and car

pop another bottle
I ain't fucking with her unless she looking like a model
And she gotta swallow, fill the clip with hollows
If I blow a bag I'ma make

biased, some say free em, some say fuck em
The booth is the colosseum, the pen is the spear, the wrist is blessed
Testimony that poetry isn't dead, blow

When I look around at natures scene
It blows my mind
The wonderful sound that beautiful green
I'm feeling fine

Some days I really feel so down

blow the fuck up
So I can post my pictures and be like
Bitches I knew him way before this fame shit kicked off

blow
Count up, we count up the cheddar
Met a lil vibe at Coachella
She hopped outside the whip
Walked out with a Rolls Royce umbrella
Said she wanna get

coochie q no se confunda

Baby im a thot what you thought
Fotos pal story con su glock
Only if he gotta big dick
And he blow the bag don't stop

Feel how the wind blows through your bones 
See the treetops shake and shiver? 
Just like the wind, we take to flight 
And make the grown men quiver

the wind blows
Taking my time
So long since I
Since I felt this way
So long to the shadows of yesterday
Who's that looking out from the mirror
A little bit

piper better pipe down
Sit down lil nigga pipe down

Niggas from the Sac town ain't wanna act out
Don't bring ya bitch roun'
Ima blow her back out
I'ma

and who we sent away
Blow for Burt you know your birthday was just the other day
I got you tatted make sure they see you
I looked the other way
Was supposed

plus un grillon dans mon tel
Viens pas nous blow, tu vois c'est quoi l'délire
Tu chies sur ton ordi et tu collab pour 15 dollars
J'veux le bag en entier,

still compose
Some of my men don jonze
Some dey denge pose
Dem go dey denge denge, dem go dey pose
Some of my men don blow
And some no get clothes