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I never caught a break
You gotta write rhymes up in your mind so let your pen go
I get high mental gon' fly
So where the end go
We get by end up

way out that bitch
Dabbled with some suicides by mixing drugs and cutting wrists
Triple threat
They call me the Reaper
Shout out to that Triple Six

heart been broken plenty many times, you want the truth listen to my rhymes
I was in school steady getting high, You was in school study getting by
Shout

my dreams ain't too far Just Like a mile away
And a nigga be too gone Three, four Blunts by the day
If a nigga die Don't be sad, treat it like

said it 4 times
Saw a bad girl, I just wonder what she talk like
Got a bad B, but I wanna make her more mine
Never question me, cos its rare that I am

Song: Cruise Control (Extended Version)
Written by: A Ali

Intro:

A Ali: Hey
Lady J: Hey! What you doing?
A Ali: I ain’t doing shit…just riding.

I'm not
Be yourself and never doubt yo' self (facts)
'Cause at the end of the day
It's all just banter
I wanna see someone recreate this
And give me

never grow up, snort the powder
Til the chowder make your boy look toe up

And be like San Quinn, 40, and Keak, PowerUp
Super duper hyphy in the front

Yeah, yeah, bitch we with the shits

I been wildin' out, been thuggin' hard since the Lor jit
I never forfeit, and if a nigga get up out the line
I blow

Dear world I'm here to meet you
Sight and sound
Touch and smell too
Four loving hands just to guide me through
As I learn every day
I see you

Teacher mad but he don't shout,
You're not engaged so you'll never make your momma proud
But what the fuck is teacher still rambling on about
I got a plan,

and that shit
Man, he never getting old for for this, I'm one of the kids
Liking to hangout around him, many bitches he talking to
Prolly suck a nigga off

by my side

I ride for this shit, I die for this shit
I go platinum in the streets, suicide for this shit
I go platinum when I die, that's not what I

the splash
Told em to blue eyes white dragon the wrist
After the club we right back to the crib
Told her to bring over couple of friends
Knew she was freak by

Moving so fast like a locomotive
She is so loco, she don't know my motives
Pouring up a Four Loko, she is so lit
She looking just like Coco plastic

Got my day one′s by my side
One shot two shots three shots four
Glasses empty pour some more
Wish this night would never end
If it ain′t true, then lets

to slide the
With gang of 300
Shouts to Jeremiah man
Swanky lean
Idle stance
Had a nigga saying sweet dreams
Sweet dreams

We never needed the weapon
Just

sisters
Looking up to me 
How the hometown hero
Get the big recruit
I put that work in with no cameras
They know I'm the truth
Single mom raising four I'm

you by my side, but now I see the truth
You were never worth the fight, and I'll spread my wings and I'll fly
I'll reach out for the sky without you

a doorman with security to open
The door man, I ain't never folding my cards Even when I'm at 16 damn, blackjack with Jack
Daniels by the age of 18, damn, run

a score, young nigga, 0-4 My brother is rollin', y'all niggas
And shout out to Lil Tone But if you disrespect his name, he gon' blow
y'all niggas I try

a car go by, made me look too slow
I hit the gas, this lil car got passed, he got really choked
He bumped the hoe, almost lost control, to the side I pull

Kutta, guaranteed he get it on
Ay, shout out cuz

He go by Mani Hot
Hold on, now he go
It's like Holy Hot
He change his life, and you know it

He is on top

feel cos
Uno I'm a G
What you see is what you
Get baby Oh my Oh my


Young nigga had to risk it
For a biscuit with my
Real ones by my side
Man I need