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I'm gon do by myself 
Me and yung kir don't need nobody else
Shoot from long range but don't call me no steph
He bleeding out better check on his health

I feel it in the hugs and the daps and the kisses
They saying one thing but their actions be different 
Please don't put the blame on me 
When you

Yeah, yeah
Yeah
So just put all of your blame on me when it's not my fault (Not my, not my fault)
Yeah just pour all of the rain on me when it's not

two straps like we dykein'
Drivin' on the highway, it's pounds of exotic by the tire
Yo Gotti came and snatched me out the jungle with the lions
It

of Listerine
For that potty mouth
Whatchu talkin' bout is a mystery
I scream n shout my bars be makin' history
You full of doubt 
Let me put you out yo misery

Gotta another bitch till you get on yo shi
You blame it on our past
But you the same to leave if I would switch
I feel so fucking dumb
I payed the price

owes me some motherfuckin cake
Paper better be here or you're origami
Eat by any means like the Donner party
Good thing my enemies got a lotta bodies
In

through my bones
Get stronger by the hour, feeling like I’m Tetsuo
Another universe, the beauty of my mind, behold
Can’t be no underdog, yo standards ain’t

Ever since I was young I wanted to be somethin' like what I am

We promote violins, yeah, check me out
We promote violins, E-Swiftulaus, Kurupt
Young

Of how broke I am in multiple ways
Fiddling with my own flesh when
I remembered the quote
Yo character's defined by how well
You can conquer yo brain
Said

changing up
I'm tryna get paid Ian got time for friends who really on this world can blame me huh
Don't hit my line don't text my phone number unless you

, FN's and macs on me
Do I really gotta say three hundred racks by me?
Niggas get wrapped for me, FN's and macs on me
Do I really gotta say three

ridin', I'm ridin' past that bitches house
You got me ridin', I'm ridin' by all yo ex's house
You got me ridin', I'm ridin' I'm ridin' tryin' to find you

then you blame me
I ain't going broke for no one anymore Uh
I used to sleep on the floor
Hand on the plate, I would eat standing up
Gotta habit think I

stay lowkey
Show you how I live, I'm the same OG
Ride by myself, yeah I stay lonely
Never switch my sign got my gang on me
Never shame on me, not a blame

lil bitch show stopping
they wanna pic no flockin (free kodak)
we getting rich no stopping (you know that)
i got that sack yo gotti 
stretch your lil

Yeah...
Yo I'm tryna find a way through the problems
Yeah I'm married to the game but the marriage has been loveless
Need some couple's therapy

Y'all got the testers, man?
Nigga, it ain't even nine o'clock
And you fiendin' on the
 get the fuck outta here damn
Yo, why you act like that,  yo

Pointing Fingers

Mase

Movement

1999

[Huddy Combs] 
Yo  only got twelve bars so let me cut to the chase 
Fuckin' wit' Stase  I caught a buck in the face 
I got the set me up

to reintroduce myself
My name is Hov (oh), H to the O-V
I used to move snowflakes by the O-Z
I guess even back then you can call me
CEO of the R-O-C, Hov

Rough 2 the Endin'

Special Ed

Revelations

1995

can put your hands up
But it don't stands up
So bring your mans up
Anybody, yo, I shot em with the shotie
Word to Gotti, I need a puddy
I'm shittin, my

Yo
Jack Light
LV
Listen
Listen, what I have to say
I’m outta here, I just need to clear my mind
So, leave me alone
While I leave signs
And if you try

When I pull up in the paint
Blasting shots, I make it rain
Tryna calm me down but I got ice inside my veins (In my veins)
Heard yo' bitch got good brain

my ways
Took me so long to find humility I was so vain
Nah I ain’t tryna get emotional but could you really blame me
Before the Rollie before the fame