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Algorithmic Number Theory Symposium (ANTS) is a biennial academic conference, first held in Cornell in 1994, constituting an international forum for the presentation of new research in computational number theory. They are devoted to algorithmic aspects of number theory, including elementary number theory, algebraic number theory, analytic number theory, geometry of numbers, arithmetic geometry, finite fields, and cryptography. more »


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Ugh
One Time, Ya
Ya
Vibe with me
Ya
We all got our own struggles man
And we deal with them in different Ways 
This is how I deal with mine, check This out
Ay

Imma hit that blunt
Imma finish this bottle
Ya imma f*ck that bitch
But I prolly wont call her
Imma do my thing
Tryna pop my collar, ya
Imma live my life
Like No Tomorrow
I said
What you tryna do
What you tryna do baby
Just live my life
I'm just tryna live 
What you tryna do
What you tryna do baby
Just live my life like there's no Tomorrow

Sick of working this 9 to 5
Penny Pinching barely getting by
My stomachs aching and my wallets Empty I need dollar signs to feed my Appetite
I'm smart as hell I shoulda went to College but my family said it wasn't Worth the debt
F*ck X-Rays for a fucking jet
Nikes on
Chase a check
I coulda done something with this
I shoulda done something with that
Put both my feet right on the Concrete started running and aint Look back, ya
Ya, Ya
My life has been like Damon Wayans
Ya, Ya
Cuz all I feel is Major Payne

Imma hit that blunt
Imma finish this bottle
Ya imma f*ck that bitch
But I prolly wont call her
Imma do my thing
Tryna pop my collar, ya
Imma live my life
Like No Tomorrow
I said
What you tryna do
What you tryna do baby
Just live my life
I'm just tryna live 
What you tryna do
What you tryna do baby
Just live my life like there's no Tomorrow

I'm 22 with no silver spoon
Working 2 jobs to make the ends Meet, Got
Debt collectors on my telephone From a surgery tryna press me
Sorry Dog I don't got it though
We can work it out the money Coming slow
I tried to move the weight like a Squat rack
Got everything except my pockets Swole
Got too drunk and I popped off
Prolly said some shit I shoulda never Said
Left the bar tryna get some pussy
Only thing I got was a broken leg
Damn, Damn
My life has been like Damon Wayans
Damn, Damn
Cuz all I feel is Major Payne

Imma hit that blunt
Imma finish this bottle
Ya imma f*ck that bitch
But I prolly wont call her
Imma do my thing
Tryna pop my collar, ya
Imma live my life
Like No Tomorrow
I said
What you tryna do
What you tryna do baby
Just live my life
I'm just tryna live 
What you tryna do
What you tryna do baby
Just live my life like there's no Tomorrow

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