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on the phone, oh shit, I'm frying it
Will someone tell me what did I do to deserve this?
I think I'll, pull out my suit for Sunday service
My little brother
nigga that I knew
I'm glad that you lived
It's been a blessing to have met you
I'd do it all again
For now it's see you soon but I'll be dancing in
more it’s the city by the beach
Because we party till we party no more
It’s the city by the beach central coast stand up my brother
Party till we party
there may be some days or weeks when your own internet's down
With so much to pay for the Leaders can't ensure free service stays up in your town
Some
holdin'
Yessir
No wonder we lost and withholdin'
Just tucked in a corner
In debt and beholden
It's all about service
With those who are chosen
By merits
nights in the city)
Word up, don't be out here slippin
You might not get up
(Hardcore nights in the city)
Times is rough
And if it ain't rough it ain't
homes
Somebody tell my ex to leave me alone
No hard feelings got a better bitch, I'm moving on
I be spittin' dope shit in every song
If I get indicted
excised
And my arms and armor
Shall not falter
Betrayal in my heart
My brothers torn apart
Right before my eyes
On this fifth planet
By my kin
Beset
On this
Immersion with the Secret Service
Shit is so obvious, it defeats the purpose
If this is your hobby, then come and meet your maker
Champagne, ring bells in
myself
In the betterment of my fellow being
We are brothers and sisters, each and every one
I promise to love my enemy
And never become that which is
go broke
If I don't got shit to blow
My brother gone split it with me
Let's keep shit 150
Niggas be moving so weird no you can not get up with me
Now
the enemy
Marshall law in the city, full supremacy
Love ain't dead, it's just serving penalties

Maid service and sneakers that all in the palace
Vinyls is
concerned with makin babies
Never lookin for work the streets
Raised me for war
Schooled in laws of currency by
The ways of robbery thought
They never stop me
pick a flight in no time
I'll be by my own business, why you busy minding mine?
You was on my level we both came from the ghetto
And later were
by his dental work, he get identified
His bitch gotta come and verify, the revolution will be televised
I'm 'bout to binge watch, fuck her on Zoom
yearned)
Was in his class for 3 years, I'm glad
Now he's leaving, kinda makes me pretty sad (Sad)
Gonna be teaching next year, dunno how I'll do
But with his
go back
Just let me go by myself
Mr. Brown has already been busted for two minutes

Bottle service, out till  three
Little bro talking, you don't know
you'll never be able to say
That these brothers lied to you Jack

Ving ain't lie
I done came through the block in everything that's fly
I'm like Che
and become one with the enemy?
Tell me would I be the enemy, feel like nobody in front of me
I can feel the vibe

Bobby what are you thinking?
What are you
in paradise together
I'll come over to your palace, and we party over there
Because what else could paradise be

But the best of whatever it is people
Fuck the game and if the fame went away
Still be the hardest workin' man in entertainment today
Learn a lesson and that's, no questionin' that
No
Tell me, what do you see when you look in my eyes? (Yeah)
Got a lot on my mind
Hopin' I never be goin' out of my mind
Been tryna mature without
out
That was until my pops stop playing in the band
During the service, they did him dirty, damn
Called him out, got a different calling now
My fathers
the advantage of being packaged
And wrapped in universal appeal
Songs are not limited by natural or human boundaries
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