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Yeah whole lot of gang shit
You already know what the fuck goin' on
Free Kaleb

I'm by myself and I'm fine with that (Yeah)
Money bring problems, no

about me.
I'm not broke into pieces.
I am whole, by the One who set me free.

Dear Sister I say, think for yourself
As the master of lies speaks from Hell

I can't kick it with these lames, that's why I stay down by myself
What's the point of shaking hands, if the hands aren't there to help
Imma smack

an
Atomic bomb and killed people in
Hiroshima and Nagasaki? Have
They killed off millions of
Native Americans? How
Dare you put yourself in that position

but now I’m burning up
No jonas, shout out the brothers I roll with
In the honda yeah we what
In the honda no accord bitch
I been writing on the floor,

list is crossed off
The fit made its debut at the crosswalk
And I got all the juice to make all these cars honk
The former lost cause gettin' eyed by

your own companionship

Every time I see you in the world
You always step to my girl
But ask yourself homeboy, why is that?

Brothers get jealous

down
Bitch you look like a damn clown
You saying i lie and i'm fake look at yourself now
I'm fucking surprised wow
Angel by day Diablo by night
i don't

nice
Drop a cold jewel for brothers
That be wantin' ice
And for the ladies in the joint
You know I'm glad you came
Please excuse me if I know
You I

Yo what's up 
What's up my brother 
You took that leap or what man 

Do you really want to get better or just a thought 
Working on yourself quick

Yo what's up
What's up my brother
You took that leap or what
maaann

Do you really want to get better
or just a thought
Working on yourself quick

Ain’t Wastin’ Time No More
Scott Isbell in loving memory of Gregg Allman
Lyrics and Music by Gregg Allman
Originally performed by the Allman Brothers

the fade, he can run it
But let yo mans know my brothers ain't witt dat fuck shit
Duck quick, hit em witt da left now he gushin
Stumblin, oh yeah im finna

and playing with new toys
When all I had for recess was the top of a roof boy
Move boy
Was what I came up knowing to do boy
A shape- shifting brother with

I'm right by my brothers
I don't need a double with the way I'm fucking stunting
The police get to coming
Then imma get to running
Cause I aint got time

the homies up like n**** strike one
We gone smoke a lot more before the night comes
And this only the first doobie, flight 1
Get ya lungs ready brother we are

up
But I've been at it patience getting thinner
Brother man look
We're not on the same page if you do it by the book
And don't be acting fishy if we

curmudgeon, sorry, my soul is the oldest of all my brothers
By blood and through spirit, spearing these other suckas
We ushering eras where clout and cowardice

your true colors
Or a colorful coat show your true brothers
Some blood can be replaced by some good water
I know there's that one cousin that you just

Mohammed blowing on a doobie like Marley
Babangida wasn't the father of the house
Let's assemble them to answer for they sins
This shit been like this since,

Im telekinetic

I havent had coffee
Im still energetic
Had most of my doobie
My brain still connected
Im hungry for sessions
Still havent had breakfast

some ass

Pink Floyd and Genesis were always avant-garde
The Doobie Brothers kept it all main stream
Skynyrd and the Eagles put some country in their

to keep it small
Got a stash, life is getting harder, I'm applying gas
Future brothers dying on the streets, never thought about it
I took my chances, so we

bout my brothers like a doobie
My squad is every shade in the rainbow so sue me
And shout out to them white girls at the river drinking truly's
And fuck