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to see my hoes you won’t believe it
I got rich by the zone by the door playing defense
People always tell me to be humble but I’m so chill
Got it on me now

me free 
i was wrote off, they said "leave him alone" 
i had no love at home so i hugged my crome 
through bad situations and tribulations 
now God is

wire funds for a living
Then we bring that shit home and split a bag wit the killas
I been broke, so I aint scared to do a lot shit
We had hope, I used

the times right 
Then imma leave cause it's my flight 
All the way in Dallas with an Angel 
He told me what his life's like  
Came back home with a Selenite

you’re around

Then I turn my back one time and then I find out that you’re fucking with him

 

Girl for you I lost my mind and I can’t get over it

Girl

knowledge for you weak minded mothafuckas
That's been pasted down to me
By my dope slinging older brother
And most of the niggas in
The bottom call him Nino

You bitches ducks like Aflac
Can't hang can't bring that rap back stuck in the past, I'm passed that
Don't bang don't rock that SnapBack
I wanna feel

homie you're the entire circus 
I'm sick and tired of hearing your voice so be quiet
I can't bring back what you just said that's deep, you're weak

Wine unfortunately 
Drunk down my sorrows
So many follows
Sleeping in hollows 
Bring on idols 
Listen to carlos 
Nothing on borrow
Live in the barrow 

words
I got killers comin' home
All that time that they done served
Homeboy cappin' like he him, shit
But that's not what I heard

Every time I sleep,

own

I'll let you know
Who I trust
Who I let
Know my heart
Who I lend
All my love
All my senses
And my mind
Who I think
Is the one
That will bring
Back

skull with power drills
I am unstoppable, kill me
I'm coming back to haunt you still
Pleasure's all I feel
Salivated for watching bodies spill
This is how

I asked your Mama who keeps the yard looking nice
Said the boys that you bring by
They tend to the garden pick the apple for your apple pie
And Daddy

with the option should I stay I stay or should I go
Should I stay here with the fam or hit the road and fuckin blow
Bring some money home and give

less
But the way life brings it on is not that easy
I gat to push hard bro I no fit give up
Person way give up I swear na him way fuckup
Plenty things

See I Can't even maintain, the streets turn men Kamikaze
My man say it's killing him softly, raised a placard.
Saying bring back the fugeez
Can't

We live and die and recycle, the prisons high with the spiteful
My vision spied on a future, where written lies I recite will bring me good fortune

by suits
Everybody got a phone
In their back pocket
Not supporting any slaves
But it's Apple profit
Says me I wrote this on Samsung
But I won't post
In

a loud voice
She called out, Wohp-O-Wohp-O

Yet he did not look

In an even lounder voice
She called for him, Wohp-O-Wohp-O

Yet he did not look even now

Won't bring them with you rather say goodbye
I'm fucking love you
No matter where your at
No new pussy I might have to go back
To my one and only bitch my

Won't bring them with you rather say goodbye
I'm fucking love you
No matter where your at
No new pussy I might have to go back
To my one and only bitch my

Or beat and stepped on like fresh breaks
Wake up in the morning swear you had a fresh faith
I stomp a nigga out till my legs break
Have him walkin around

to keep doing my thing and let him get his cake up

I'm business as usual, just like the government minus the fuckery homes
I gotta beautiful vision, my

her friend just died, 

He was just alive, knew him 12 years always by her side, now her worse fears a here coz she's died inside, 

And she cries