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Nothin worse than a lost lad
With loose lips
Lost dogs to the foolishness
Showin tears in public cause
He new to this
We dont fear, we tuck it
When we

cooked 6 trays

Split it 6 ways, call me new money
Call my kids old money, grandkids royalty
Half Turkish, half German call her payback
On my lap in

Better that you stay by yourself
I don't see how I help cuz
You fucking with a kid from New York , aye aye
Grew up a couple blocks from the shore, aye aye

Lost Sun

Reubens Accomplice

The Bull, The Balloon and The Family

hold you close
I'll draw you in

Kids in the open air block solid state technology
Man that sounded like shit
We're getting older and we know we

a family in two
Puts people on streets

All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Jedward's back with a brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me

the pavement
I could fly out your bitch for some new entertainment
I'm up at the top where the view is amazing
Just stay out the way cause I'm moving with danger

like the hood that we know of
But look, homie, what can I say? 
I was just counting the days
As I chill in the haze
Of my spirit on up by Jermaine
When I

pay for is it worth the risk  DAMN 

Man

Mhmm

Mhmm

GR33dy
 
Just cause you show love dont mean you solid 
I keep that tooly by my body in case they

cute when they sing
When we catch him we gon' pull him apart
It's up, it's that way
Countin' money and- in the ashtray
Gettin' death threats every

nothing, some need to stop fronting
Because the queen benefits but the block doesn't
And Babylon are locking man up by dozens
And keep brothers with

Kuvalayapeed, had already been stationed.
The mahout then, deliberately blocked the entrance.
Krishna thundered at the Mahout,
Oh mahout,do not block the way with

Kuvalayapeed, had already been stationed.
The mahout then, deliberately blocked the entrance.
Krishna thundered at the Mahout,
Oh mahout,do not block the way with

Used to be a nobody on my own block, now I'm coming through with that brand new drop
Started from the bottom and I'm climbing to the top
Feeling like

me down
Strip me naked
So profound
People hate it
When the new kid on the block
Is startin to pop
And become famous
Ready or not
I'll beat you

enhancements
I would keep it just the way it is
Flawless
In my heart I’m an artist
Ain’t nobody gon' block my blessings
I’ll get em regardless
It’s my season

bold ripples
I know you niggas wish you could prevent it
'Cause I get buck like my Kool Aid's got way too much sugar in it
You better run like I'm

you a ring
like my name's Tom Brady 

I’ll pass you the rock 
A long way from the bar down the block 
I used to see you while you're working we’d make

be
Only sixteen, gettin' in with the fake ID
Coney Island kids with something to prove, nothing to lose
Walk into the spot twenty deep, niggas

like Dougie
Take you all the way to heaven
Sipping on absinthe, smoking on a Primo
Kid, I got family like a fucking Gambino
Shoot you in the gut like I’m

I wife her when my cousin hit it
Broke bitches walking round
Louis bags nothing in it
All that bullshit that you see on the news
And what they teach