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me
Why they be hating
Ion really care it don't phase me
Bad lil vibe and she blasian
Momma said leave her alone
I can't
The neck is amazing
Fed her

But you know what
I really don't give a fuck
It's like some people just don't fucking get it yo
Like I don't know man maybe you're the fucking

x9

No im not tom but you Know im cruising
Fucking that bitch and i know she choosing
Silverspoon street niggas you confusing
Ducking the jakes by

jack, I'm tryna relax
Eatin' on gummy worms by the pack
Been workin' out so I cannot get fat
On dog-ish yoga with the mat
I listen and smile but I know

love, I'm straight from out the mud
Drug dealin' ass nigga, I don't really want no buzz
If you ain't kin to' me, nigga, you can't call me cuz
Get them

Might pull up on your block in a new Maybach
Just to get the kids inspired
You want more? I need an encore
New suit, I need a Tom Ford
I

'You do anything, to... -Tom... -What?!'
'What about snow? -No, No, No...'
'No fucking fighting!'

'Yeah, hey... No limits, no boundaries, you can't

Don't pull up on the eight late cause it get dangerous
Tom Brady in the field got perfect aiming
Trying to get rich ion care about being famous
I see

wife's ashes in an urn 
I'm gonna sacrifice for this van life 
Gotta pay the price to see paradise 
Lighters in the sky for a guy who gets by with just

the teller a bank note
My dog just came home, he on parole so he can't smoke
Like Bishop in Juice, three fifty-seven by the ankle
Nigga get outta pocket I

the Government's dream
But shit who am I here to front
I'm tryna get to this cream
I been scheming on it for months
And yeah I'm fly as Tom Cruise
But I ain't come

I don't give a f*** whose next bra 
Swan tom bomb on yo bihh I'm a wrestler 

Check into a hostel so no one can see you 
Cut you up like sausage

Don't Sell It

The Cruel Sea

This is Not the Way Home

1991

love too cheap

Sometimes I get my feet stuck so hard in the ground
It's like diggin' a hole, just standin' around
Every single fuckin' day that goes by

a real cat'pillar

My wings spread, I had beef, them things dead
I'm obviously the better rapper
Let's be friends and truth be told
Could get ya killed by

And bag them up
They out of luck 
We load the truck 

Send them off 
Yeah to a lake

I can’t take no breaks 
If your life at stake

Knock on your door like

As u get bigger all these niggas they get bitcher
I can be dolo by myself still with that nigga
Out in az smoking la but im not no clipper, I po as I

throwing neck
For me I won't cuff them
No pressure
I let 'em be
Flo like that app
On her phone
SK with the scope you gone
Ma said you
Reap what you sow
Ain't

eyes
My life on air, I'm just trying to be immortalized
But I can't take it back, all this shit forever
I'm locked down, feeling like I'm on a tether

Excellence

Byron Bank

Current Situations

an album by myself without feature to spit
And still feature my shit, it's only me and my bitch
All eyes on me, that classic Tupac shit

Now can I get

that 380 tucked under my waist
(M.O.E)
Cant hear you niggaz
The fuck is you saying
(M.O.E)
Like some Wyndex get the spraying 
Aint no gas if you aint

side 

Sun in my face 
And I can't rephrase 
Could always rewind
Just gift wrap the fame
The norm is the same 
With no place to shine (hide)

Rise of the Machines

Jedi Mind Tricks

Visions of Gandhi

2003

nice with the hands you can't brawl
You can't stall, we hold the black horses
I'm runnin' up in ya church to smack crosses
You lack rawness, you lack

Run up my salad then blow it on dressing
Fuck all that arguing fighting and stressing
I need them GooD vibes - GooD vibes
Tom Ford black tie, - no lie
I

up and I
Grab a plate at the
Same place she used to congregate
And to me that's safe i can't fake shit
I don't eat there cause of inflation
The whites