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to surface in my sleep
Waking up in cold sweats wit a hand full of heat
Yea I came long way
From hustling out hallways
stand on da block all day
Yea I came

shot and I swear I won't Lose
That chopper got kicking aiming At his Shoes
I stuck my hand in my it's a heater
I know it's hot a woke up with a Fever
If

probably
I try to play it cool, but its crazy how you got to me
My dumb lil baby, talking bout astrology
It's kinda weird that it don't even really bother me

I roll Down the window right hand on the Bliccy it's him and his Mans
Lift up the Nina
I make it dance
First Shot hit him his homie ran
Hop out

are i love that natural beauty
You into beauty so invested to you boutique
Now you running shop no latifah queen
Amg branded by mercedes they lit up

Bitch ..
ROLL UP WIIINDOW

Hot box
Got her hand on my cock
Said “ I'm not that girl, betta watch who you talk to” (uK accent) 
Man I luh dat shit (talk

make the lil' bitch choose me or her friends
Shit let me know some, turn the volume up then
Huh, shit let me know some, we can talk bout it then
I done

now we over rolling
We in this car with all bro blicks, lil nigga we over toting
With a big ass box come out this stick, lil nigga we over loading
I

hands on a bitch but I'll kill you
Have your body propped up in a chilled room
Neighbors only found her when the bitch mildewed
Oh shit no lie no lie
Put

Brody tote, you can tell by the limp
For the niggas who speak on my name
I started this shit, stay up in your lane
Said I want me a Beemer, bitch
Off

my denims
Got dis shit up out mud
So it feel a lil different
I rather go serve a jay
Then sell my soul for some chicken
Won't catch me goin back nd

Bitch, I've been grindin', stackin' up this fuckin' paper
Uh, this lil' bitch told me that she would let me pray for
Uh, bitch, I'm poppin', I should

Chopp by my side nigga you bett not try me
Face card valid, nigga we don't need the ID
Bad lil bitch got more drip than an i.v
Smoking ona good pound

Yeah she said just buy it
She ain't worried bout no price tags Yeah lil bitch just buy it
I ain't worried bout no money yeah Throw it higher
Yeah she

will not make amends
I stuck to the plan, that's why I came up
I got some ice on my neck and my wrist
Lil bitch yea that's why I don't play nowadays,

see my face
But guaranteed my hands working
Lil bro been making bands
Off funeral services
Yo mans looking like he hungry
I prolly can service him
If yo

Yeah, yeah
Lil Evo, Lil Evo
I just popped two pills and now I'm floating (floating)
I might pick the phone up call my old ting (call her up)
I spent

(Yuh)
(GMF on the beat)
(Eleven)
(Y'all gon be singing this chorus by the end of the song, I promise you, I promise you)
(Uh, let's go)
Uh
You cannot

She wonder if my dawgs in the game
I'm like shut-up lil bitch
Know you lookin' for some fame
Lotta money had to go before it came
I'm busy paper

Runaway Love

Mary J. Blige

Release Therapy

2006

that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block
Now Nicole stuck up in

I been down bad I been on my ass
Yeah I know I know I know
But now that I know I'm growing up fast
Yeah I grow I grow I grow
Stuck on my bag like all

Stick by my side
Might just pull up when I drive
Make you sing like the mufuckin' oprah
Thick bitch by my side named Jenny
Left side phone bout' to hit

with my foggy lungs
All we done done is rehearse how to stick up a liquor store, hit the road, split the dough, repeat
I need a lady that's 
Down

lie
Samurai
I be cuttin up like a samurai
Shoot shit
No really thats his name he like the camera guy
Them cannons bright
Come with the flash hope you