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I'd rather be alone, I be by myself
Cause all I do is pour into others 'til there's nothin' left
I got my problems, cook 'em up, they callin' me

They wanna break me, I'll never let 'em
They wanna shake me, I'll never sweat 'em
Stay sick as the the clock ticks so I don't die by default
Bring

with my afro, uh
Tell 'em meet me in the back though
And they better have my
Motherfuckin' cash flow
When I'm chillin' out in
Houston with the Astros

burn, no toss or no turn
Just flat on ya back like you woke up for work
Oh by the way won't get that shit today because I'm selling out
Call me a hoe

out the lights
And just live in the dark like we did in those times
Judgin' a squad by one officer's crimes
Act like every cop out to ruin your life

My heart tied to parts where niggas will slap if the rock is missing
I mean they'll kill 'em and help his momma find em and play like they just came

Fuck a diss
Bottled issa bliss (fuck em)
Yungin stuntin frontin who that boy who him is (who him is)
Fuck a diss
Bottled issa bliss (fuck em)
Yungin

and clouds
We all know our foes will come for more
So hold your ground
We'll mow 'em down, let's show 'em now
We're rolling out

Let's lube 'em up

Let's Ride

Ja Rule

Venni Vetti Vecci

1999

better smarten up 
Before I bring out the toast and touch you up
Fuckin' wit Ja you know you got a lot of luck 
But nowadays you ain't gettin' out

My Closest Roaddogz

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

Even when I'm goin' through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for all mine

Ha ha, bring artillery and roll with a nigga
They

My Closest Roaddogz

2Pac

Until the End of Time [Clean]

2001

on mine?
Even when I'm goin' through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz lookin' out for all mine

Ha ha, bring artillery and roll with a n****

King Jesus, every word that you say 
I’ll tell em bout my pain, but also that I’m healed by your grace 

Ima bring it gritty, but keep it real clean
Ima

different faces that switch em like Marten laces got bodied
Drifting out my lane
Tom Riddle with locs in a room of David Blaines
I wasn’t this conceited til I

then we out by tomorrow

I'm having real rap dreams fasho
I ain't fucking wit none of y'all hoes
I done seen too many backdoors
I'm starting to think

care

Right away Mary Anne flew in from Atlanta
On a red eye midnight flight
She held Wanda's hand and they worked out a plan
And it didn't take 'em

It's happening more and more each day
These drugs making my friends crazy
I'm laying it down don't bring it around
Cos I ain't nothing but drug free

Rip to my lil nigguh poppy

Yeauh we the main hitttas in this bitch ! 
Coming live out the projects!
Lil nigguhs love robbing trap nigguhs 
Smack

perspective on all things 
You bring out the sunshine when it all rains
Yeah
Shit feeling strange
But get use too it 
It ain't ever gonna change 

When I'm

don't give a fuck
Cause we all bad
Down to get drunk
Lit when we sad
Take a fifth
Send a bottle
Bring a blunt
Watch em follow
Can you suck
Can you swallow

talkin shii leave em stretched like some play-do
Decorate his block with them chops like it’s Christmas 
Sent yo grandma addy but i found out where you

the victim, man I watched how they painted me
Switched up heavy now that boy a lame to me
Got outta there I can't let em bring shame to me
Ain't about business,

at though)
All my ladies on the floor 
It’s girls night (where they at though oh)
Bring the homegirls it’s our time
Girls night (where they at though oh)
Ain’t

dying in my hood with no eulogies
Buried by their mamas, ain't new to this
If you wanna pick a fight, bring your fist, not your toys lil bitch
This

I can't compromise so I'm cutting ties
They been talking lies but God bring truth to light
I just dot my i's cross my t's for life
Lord was crucified