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Icy Neck nigga igloo
Phoney nigga Ya See thru
Window seats in the G4
Living like I agreed to
HighALivin I need to
Sign it in blood
And give it up

thousand on my wrist man (AP)
Got them dolla signs all up in my vision (Sight)
Ballin' off the court, shooting Scottie Pippen (Pippen)
(Yea) lil homie you

love
Help me find it
If it’s not at least a mil’
Then u better not sign it
It be hard for me to breathe
You be fucking up my sinus
I just wanna get

like who
It’s free Kodak I jump on stage I’m Kodak boppin
You ain’t one of guys no fingers locking
Leave a trail when I walk
Get the sign
Start mopping

eyes, mood swings you a water sign, I won't tell your secrets, just dont lie to me
Telepathy we got, your boyfriend would die for, the known goes unsaid

his eye
Always with a nigga that Be flashing gang signs
AR bullets 2 dots call it Snake eyes
Gotta thank God that a Nigga stayed alive
Looking over

He'll never let me go he'll never let me go

Alright I'll do it I'll do it you hear me huh
Sign here

Don't just "Like" a petition, make sure you sign
Factory Farms are the devil, Use the Green Market 
Don't over-consume, come on! Join in the fight, Come

the night
Now don't you tell
Don't you dare

Lay your hands into mine
In the darkness outside
I'll be the rhyme to the sign
Like the tarot cards predicted
You

on this next trip
With me on my mind
Im looking at these white walls 
Trying to find a sign
I said theres no way
Ill go find her alone
Giver her back to me

places only I know; places only you know
Every time is new to me
Every time is new to me
Strong hands, what you do to me
Every time is new
You make signs

sign
Standin up but on the beat I gotta glide yeah
I ain't trippin off of nothin I'll get it regardless
Pen in my hand I'm drawin the flow like an artist

high that much

We ain't on the old days
We be livin' new ways
Lot of you believin' what the fool say
Waitin' for a sign
Like waitin' for the weekend

can't sell?
Don't sign me!!
This Independent Hustle pays off
So we keep grinding
But they say us Chicanos are too political
They'd rather see us in

to spread and it starts from the top
We look up but miss the signs
I guess it’s designed To twist the mind
Some say it’s the times
I’ve stop questioning
Read

don’t need no co-sign
You know that I’m stuck in my weave
Don’t let it get over your head
My team we bring that Ms
But who you know put a lot a time
In

really die trying
Designers fashion we like sneakers with the G signs
Skeezer bitch oh she a groupie she can’t be mine
Never mind yeah I can't go and waste

miss the nineties though, when rap was still poetical
Get rid of all the signs
Maybe we should close up shop
Respect to Atmosphere, Big Nas, and Aesop

please come take a listen
Bust on her face now she watchin' my children
Otto for president sign the petition
I feel like Wale cuz' they love my ambition
In

the time is now
Baba God don sign Am for sure
Who work must to chop oh
Blessings go dy double
I believe do you believe it too
Put your hands in the air

on the why's
Rather wine dine, always feasting like its super time
I know its going right, without knowing of your sign
Cause I ain't a damn thing like your

fakes that's so true

Watch me splash the cash and I like it
Wine and dine for b, I don't mind it
Autographs yeah I sign it 
Might cop a wife when I'm

pussy is honey
In Yves Saint Laurent like a boss
I used to pray to the skies
To send me a sign
Before I get laid on a cross (Yeah)
But now I feel closer

feel that did you feel that?
I've been called masochistic, by the pouting of your lips
Is that the sign, do you wanna be mine

No it's not unknown
Yeah