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on em
Nigga ask me if I smoke
I got 5 on em
Roll up lite smoke
Get high on em
Roll up like them folks
Drive by on em
380s 9s choppas & 4.5s on em
Niggas

And they stick by my side when it’s jaded, Bump my music when they getting faded
Send me flicks and the stills, they dressing to kill, seen em come down

blessed in this motherfucker
Gotta chase the bag and make yourself a living, brotha'
Gotta get the bag and give back to my only mother
Said you'd be by my

I'm sure it's just a case of claustrophobia
But I'd swear the walls have shrunk in size
Mirror's talking back at me
It's been some 30 days
24/7 By

lit, straight coming out
The tick of time running
And ain't no stopping it
Eighty Ninety degrees
Fighting the heat
Sun keep finding me
And lighting me up

too much when it comes to you
Dont believe ne its ok ill prove you wrong
You rock my world you my only rollin stone
We didnt come this far to go back

den cock back in the head . ( Look ) 

Verse: 1
Somebody lite the candle cause the Roma's start to spread . 
I steady Hear the talks I just gotta strach

Facts thc mixtures drink it by the pitcher
Rock call the doc my niggas sicka
Bitch we off the Ricture
Spittin scriptures came up bitch from selling

I want you for my love
People talkin' shit have to back up, can get this smoke
So give me your hand, you have me, won't stop on it
Gimme your heart,

on Isaac Newton
Inside the Future, son I see-era (Ciara)
Of the golden age cumin back it gets better
Change is inevitable
Now we get poetical
Similar

to rock your dome bitches asking me for Dick picks and ice and cock to phones Smoking lah in optimos I suppose my stop then rose from dropping foes for

morning
Look back on the bed and crawl in
Me get up mi feel like I'm king
We get to work because wi wah win
Sun rays get blocked by the awning
Still

the blicky for hunting
Aint no faith in a bitch, who cant show me she fa me
Hit from the back, tell her dont no running
The only thing on my head be to get

house
Our house
Tell me with this scripture can you feel a groove
Take a lover by the hand let the boy set a good mood
Let cha body free make sure ya feel

You are
My solitude
My rock
My attitude

Lead me down
These paths are calling
In their somber state

You are
My everything
My eye
My halo ring

Leave

the demon but I'm holy
Holy mackerel holy mackerel yeah niggas use to be homies
Holy mackerel holy mackerel I be stacking bread, no bologna 

Past me

furnaced
The thought of being lesser
Ulysses, I'm trying to earn this
For granted (granite), can't rock
With it
Relishing in the service
Provided by

just to show you how to rock it
In a way that'll probably make the hate never stop it's
Way to dope to let the time pass
As I approach the scope to let

when I'm fishin'
Forty-five minutes ain't a long-term vision
They want me boxed in like prisms
Rather be boxed in by prisons
For the record, like Guiness

Aye man pass that shit back
Yo I was thinking about this song the other day
But I can't remember how it goes
Oh fuck it went
Blue dreams
Cherry

and that's the game
I quit the drugs and back again, now listen up my cross'll break
I'm christened off the rock and chain, we liquored up to walk in rain
You

get it
I hate how you cap
Just like a fitted
But if I snap back
It's gon' be some stitches
You know how we rock
You know how we roll
When my niggas step

Forbidden wisdom
Concealed and arcane
The power of the moon
Directed through your brain
The light of the night
Moulded by your pinky finger
Father
I

Test test, yo, it's bini
To you I send a very Happy Holidays! Homie it's bini
Call me Matthew if on a regular basis you see me
In the MOV I spread