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Truly wish you gonna find 
Whatever lost in you 

Another day goes by 
And I may walk you down too
Bitch you better know now 

This is game day 
Bitch I’m

something man
Don't get fooled by the pretty boy looks
Known as the scrapologist knock you with the right hook
Looks are deceiving only got one reason
If you

Neo in his bag
Elevated my game
I ain't take another loss
Yea, Iced out Cartier frames cover up my flaws
Black and white tech like panda Atlanta my

Main did that
I built this shit
Me
Brick by brick
And I'll be damned if I let you tear it down just
Cuz you don't like the way another nigga
NEWMAN

needa dile down
Two checks two vetts
Did it all by my lone
Super clean shot like d-roze
Big shots
Baby bussin' out like a free throw
Rocca on top
But they

in the breeze, suicide
With my friend
By my side, the gun is imaginary
The knife's downstairs and I have to carry
When I pick the shit up
It’s gone,

Untouchable, I'm more than fuckable
Game elevated, when it's grapes I be puffin' on
Meech, H-L bout to rock the house
Slap so hard, see the shit knock you out

I figured out the code to the game, it ain't safe no more, yeah I let them niggas starve, i wont fill they plates no more, yeah Raised on the 24th,

a game
Flag on the play, flag on the play
Bout to catch a body no case no trace
It's a penalty bitch it's a flag on the play
Who gone tell them that they

giving life
It's a mental game but still be doing all right

I ain't left turned right on how I fight this fight
Bob n weaving Mohammed body I be Ali nice

Gotta eat
Gotta big appetite
Order sumn to the room
She like tequila and sprite
Know I need that champagne
A lil something to light
Put that ye ali on
Set

beef
Stepped in a cage I'm surrounded by beast
Don't give a fuck going out like Ali
I'm the big steppa know not to try me
What a week
I'm trynna scheme

Dann wird die Mafiascheiße echt
Butterflyeffekt
Kugeln aus den Murciélagos
Fick das Game, denn hier spielt jeder 
Hurensohn den Pablo wie Wagner

of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it

You and me are not the same
I was

Tell Me

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

The Main Ingredient

1994

a simple man she prefers
Every kiss was a death wish, every plan was a let down
Stopping in tears she pulls over by the playground
Clearing her vision,

Christian
I’m gone teach you the game
that you been missing
I hope that you listen
Stack it, I count it, I spend it
Drop a lil check on them denim by

the stage
Everybody know that I ain't playing games
Yeah I ain't playing games
I ain't doin jokes
I ain't taking names
I ain't taking notes
I'm simply killing

to roll with fat nicks, lil pouya
And we living every single day just to die
So I’m f****** every single day til I do die
Hello rap game call me finny skat

shits, 
I'm Maita'i in the true sense, 
I Mike Ty with the guys put the P in Y,T like Ali, shit 
Speak like a beatnik, streets been deep check the cement,

to the homily 

Grab the mic to preach whole team finna eat

Worldwide Ape Entertainment be the next TDE	 

But the songs don’t be mixed by Ali 

They be mixed by

of love and loyalty
Sacrifice and royalty
This that street nigga poetry
Drop the top so they know its me
Elevated my game 
Put respect on my name
Yea I took

grip heat to palms/
Ain't Mase, still quote niggas the psalms /
Still pretty, Ali when I'm boxing beeetch/ 
You a fantasy, games of thrones bitch
Stand

mic, 3rd degree
Two more EPs ni top game, automatically
Clout chasing kwa mneti aaiiii uyo si mi
After heist, msupa ali elope na mi si mi
Rolled dice,

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