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your life issa Wonder
By green I meant the Rands man, don't betray your mans man
Try them get a grand slam, I don't need no damn Xan
I love all my fans

Baby girl I got time today, wanna see you in that lingerie
Cute ass girl she a college babe, don't know what I'm tryna say 
Let's not be dramatic but

enriched in my luxuries
Need answers to why they betrayed me and why every bitch that fuck fall in love with me
Top down but these niggas up under me, Glock

Most…,
“…Wanted” mother fucker from the West Coast,
Whose lyrical assault left you exposed,
As time goes on you’re still here,
Banging out music into my

bout coming together connecting ties that were severed
Recognizing the signs and not being blind by the pressure
What ya think how you feel and then you

a lesson
I be getting threatened by
These lame brain niggas
But I never sweat 'em
Real niggas show me love in the hood
I ain't never got problems cause I
Got

some homies really spreading on them cell blocks
Bandanas still hanging like some dread locks
I'm a boss but not related like your step dad 
Judging by

this gwop then I’ll spread it like jelly 
How to get some bet you haters can’t tell me
Pussy mothafucka you Oscar the grouch
I sit by this mic while you

a lot g
Not a day goes by I don't think
Of the memories and the crazy things
We did on this journey
As long as I'm here
I'm a keep pushing for both of us

Na Na Yea
Can you hear the rumble, Swizzy and The Throne nigga Welcome To The Jungle
Na Na Yea
Humbled by the struggle, one time of the man wey no

Showin' me love like I was Heaven's child
Thought process in contact
Steady sippin' on cognac
I been thinkin' bout the way back

Torch and spray
Lookin' in

favorite?"

That just ain't the case though 
I mean I make dough 
But not enough they have the things I need
Talking about a bank roll, more than a bank hold

not the type to sleep much anyway
Light me another one we're old enough to run away
I keep on running back to those same roads
Got a thousand thoughts

doubted me But I'm like are you proud of me
Moving smart i know the risks ik what it cost to be a boss

Don't want not court data that **** will drive u

And droppin' acid at the West York Inn
Throwin' up
Kissin' friends
Making doorstops out of old beer cans
In my life, love is scarce
But by your side, I'm not so

In-n-out like the west coast 
Fly by, get high it's your M.O 
Running round in the shadows 
Bloodshot, gettin' lost in the phone glow 

Kicking back

be lucked up said dey keep faking on me
Yea I meet some new people but I swear they'll still do me the same
Yea Like how you gone say that its love

We pimping can fuck none of our hoes I feel like a bank I'm Wells Fargo
If i told you I got you I got you trust me that message I sent not a typo when

falling 

Caught me by the west side so
Girl I had to make my dough
Why you want see my phone
Where did all your feelings go
What you fussing and you

In the ride on the on the 'I-15', never felt so alive
Down to ride by my side, and I look her in her eye
Tell her everything alright
Kicking it with

Trick or Treat
Smell my Feet
Give me something good to eat

Ding Dong, I'm the wicked witch of the west
Give me treats or there's a trick, several

And I run red lights so nigga you cannot stop me
The SuperSonics might be gone but I'm still tryna ball
A fugee from the west I be killing niggas soft
My

nod, cuz if not for him
I prolly never woulda thought that I could get brought in
Submissive and divisive as a hijab
Doin my job just by pissin off

Walking East on a road headed West
Into the teeth of the one I love the best
I know I'm right but I'm not sure why
Running loose in the cage