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I'm focused on these lyrics i'm delivering
Y'all be with some snakes like it's slytherin
I can meet your friend the next day i got her whispering
City's

lyrics I'm coping
Boy, you only 16, why the fuck you proposing
When you want the game bad, never leave it on open
And my latest chick bad, Michael Jackson

a doubt
I'll keep you listening to interesting Mysterious Lyrics
I'm serious as fuck - This will be stuck like Period Sentences
I invoke emotional spiritual

Building up these pyramid lyrics 
I'm talkin' brick by brick 
So its imperative 
That I get the fuck outta this place
As you can see 
I'm prepared to doin'

stay focused (uh oh)
I'm tired of livin check to check (yeah)
Wondering what gonna happen next (yeah)
I'm just trynna be the boss on the biggest set

Need a house in the hills
Or a house by the lake
Man I'm waiting for dinner that's liquor and steak
Man I'm writing these lyrics I'm flicking the page

down 'cause I'm on a roll (Roll)
Yeah, keepin' my passion up (Right)
So tell me when time is up (Uh-huh)
Singing these lyrics I'm hella pumped (Ooo-oooh)

have to make this profitable
Livin' off my lyrics, I'm doin' what I gotta do
Every second's viable, I don't have no time to lose
I go erase the pricks

myself and you
They can take my clothes, but not my spirit
On life's road, with these pavement lyrics
I'm still in the mix, 2015 seen the ghetto
And I've

writing down lyrics
I'm not where I wanna be Lord but I'm near it
You gave me a woman I gave her a carat
The people just wanna crush dreams
They ain't

Strong of a person you gone  become

I like rapping, I love writing lyrics
I'm the real McCoy authentic no gimmicks
I sold dope out of bando's and Honda

like a G,
Now I’m moving like a Whack Boi
Clever on my feet
Keep up with my lyrics
I’m just tryna pop a bean
I like at ass with 80 fat and 20 percent

would I lie
This the type of stuff that got me mumbling drunk
I'm whispering sweet nothing overcoming a funk
If your listening to the lyrics I'm

of end
I'm in my bag now

The nigga 301 coming
Without no gimmicks or stunting
With all these lyrics I'm hunting
You betta watch out

All this money we

lyrics, I'm living what I said
If I want it imma cop, it then double what I spent
Yea they know I'm really popping hear my shit I set the trend
Man they'll

sucking my 

(Ahhhh)
Smoking Gasss Boyyy Heee Highhh 
Tell your gang to came and slideeeee
You say you a gangster 
You moving too kindly 
Lyrics I'm cooking

God on my side
You cannot stop me cause I'm gonna strive 
Some of y'all need to let go of y'all pride
Hard pill to swallow but you'll be alright
Right

im not
Cook me a beat, got me feeling the lyrics
I'm making a banger, im making it hot
I'm a big boss, big floss
Look at the click clock, tick tock

to myself
Cause' now everyone's a critic
I can't tell no one how I feel so put I it in lyrics
I'm feeling like a Shonen MC
Tryna' pass my limits
I don't

meaning, that's made rhythmic when I'm speaking, these are lyrics I'm producing for the use of future reading.
And what I find appealing is to write and keep

to call you my darling
Now I have to move on
And I’m writing these lyrics
I’m making this song
I thought it’d be serious
But I was so wrong my heart was so

got this tune let me sing it 
Although it might not be finished
I'm gonna sing it anyway
Opportunity comes everyday
I sit and sway with the lyrics I'm

want to see boobies
Eliminate you one by one
I play steal the bacon
Every time I come up with these lyrics I'm Just shaking
I know that this is cringe

sun
These lyrics I'm packing be strapped like a gun
If I aim at ya head boy ya better run

Woah, I can never come back
No, I can never come back
Bro,