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West 14th
Where I threw up the block
Where I sold all my rocks
Where I aired out the Glock
Aimed at the top
And I swear we don't flop
I swear we

Think I'll sober up, leave ya messages on read
Pity lies are throwing knives and they're aimed right for my head
No vacancy
Cigarettes distract the subtle

(Leave em vexed)
Aimed at who chest 
Lil nigga thats a bet 
I'm gon' leave you wet 

You gon' set me up
Hmmm never that 
I’m gon' Fry you up 
Like sum

now I’m aimlessly high
Made to survive
Everything that I see
Now that I’m dangerously high
Aimed for the sky
That’s as high as I reach

My blue tint is

dodie I be smokin' while you n****s so lame

Black diamond, black heart, black car
Black .45 aimed at yo jaw
Run a bag up and I spend it on the drop
Try

And whatever came before was wrong
And whatever we aimed for is gone
And whatever came before was wrong
And whatever we aimed for
Gone
Gone
Gone
Gone

I been down south where shit get wicked
Big glocks aimed at your fitted
Dont gotta ask if a young nigga wit it
Know king kaii spit it
Yall niggas

I’d end up ordinary

Always aimed at moving targets
But the thing that hits the hardest
Is the time that you miss, when you’re busy chasing a 10-year

Aimed at you, we\'re the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we\'ve won
Ain\'t talking no tall tales friend
\'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin\' for you

You put my head
Inside a fishbowl
Wait, am I dead
You're like a missile
Aimed at my head
It's cold in my bed
You put my head
Inside a fishbowl
Wait,

stick to me
Therapy's convincing me I just have it in for me
I'm not a victim, I'm part of a system of cells
And we're not doing too well
Cannons aimed

You played me now I'm through with you and you
Games aimed at me
Blots taking shots
Emotional distraught
Dodging flying darts
I can't take

You

up in premeditated heartache

Your eyes stuck me like a knife
You aimed to take my life
Your words cut through me like lead
Then you walked away,

Don't
Don't believe
Everything that you think
Thoughts rushing through
Some are black and some are blue
And now it's time you aimed for the light

MuhFuckin clique
Back at it, you already know
YSF track is attached
Aimed at my head top
Way I won't stop
Way I'm pumping lyrics like a sweat shop

When it come in I gotta say it just right, yah, ckoo (Hell is you talkin bout sir?)
Imma light this bitch up bout Lil Greg
I got dis AR aimed right

the air like a cyclone
You made me a target
You aimed for my heart bitch
See look what you started
I know you feel heartless
So we started shit in high

Do you really wanna pop the gun shot
To stop opp plot
And blast like baja
Aimed at the Matta
Go to the father
Their life no further
On to the yonder

Oh my gosh the things I threw
All the shouts aimed at you
Will you ever forgive me and if you do

Well then hey, call me if you change your mind
Call

You're probably sometimes might be wrong
Look I get that payback
Is what you really aimed at
But thanks Nah
I was thinking
Maybe I should get out
There is

You know how this shit go
Dont eva forgot that pole at home
You know how this shit go
Nine milli witta beam aimed at ya dome
You know how this shit

feel like I’m
I feel like I’m
I feel like I’m
Like like
Like I’m a mean lean damn machine
Dishing out the smoke
Green beams on them things
Aimed straight

Juan Pablo
Take me to diablo
Cuz I know he waiting on me
Where I come from
Down in the slum-slums
Guns get drawn and aimed on me
And I know I have my

it is
All the opinions
Aimed at my head
You speak on my name
No disrespect
No disrespect
I'm addicted to pennies and small change
Imma take my time