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school, but, she still givin' me more brain
Internet niggas, man, that shit be so lame
Bitch, I keep that tool in my jacket
Back when I was broke, had to go

behind the folks I lost won't Eva get em back
Therapeutic shopping I'm still by self when Im in saks
I always new dat I was born for this shit
Man all them

Wish I Had It

Kevin Gates

By Any Means

2014

it's the persistence

In a car while roaming around
All my thoughts been roaming around
Where I come from like a hole in the ground
Silly me still

(Screensaver)

Bob and I weave through the
Bitch and the bitch bed
Coppin' a plea when I’m seen
With the bitch friend
Humiliate piece, put her in a sundress
Make

and she is  not three
Can't get a ring but you first on my team
Let's go
And I met this bitch at the west end
We was talking for months
So I told her pull

Asking can I come back home
beat da pussy mike Tyson
But I still call her my bro
beat da pussy mike Tyson
But I still call her my bro
I want a bitch that

the noise in

You know what's up, (Wes up!)
Krusty P, (kRusty P!)
Still gettin' stuck (damn)
What I gotta to say? (whatcha got to say?)
Well it's way too much

ism you damn right
This my lane I ain't simpin I'm out here mackin stackin gettin digits
Takin trips fuckin my bitch out in Lansing I can neva tell this

Yeah, yeah
You know how me and 'Ye do, huh, yeah

Real people walk in the streets, the streets is talkin'
Often it's beef this city never does

Real People

Common

Be

2005

Yeah, yeah
You know how me and 'Ye do, huh, yeah

Real people walk in the streets, the streets is talkin'
Often it's beef this city never does

J, You Blanked On This One
Uh (aye)

I get these bags in a row
I still got them racks off of coke (still got them racks)
I just made a rack off my

thought I was sweet cause I'm from Clinton, then he heard a blast
Vibes in this bitch, higher than a bitch
I don't post on Insta, but I still can fuck your

(MIA JAY C)
What up, Skilla?
You cut up on this bitch, JAY C
You cut up on this one, JAY C

White boy'll pull up sharpshootin' like I'm Larry

playin wit mine the greatest story ever told in rhyme 
We climax in ninety five wit demo raw raps is knives 
To skin all ya'll cats alive 
Take your time

don't think we having motion, fought up in them C'S
How the fuck you keep on tryna bang this, not what you believe

Okay Glock, don't got no switches,

Yuh yuh
Aye man, say man
This is for my Dat-a-way ass n****s
If you ain't in GCO, you ain't up
Nawf you can't relate
F**k these hoes, f**k these

Cuz I can't ever fucking lose
If it's corporate or this music bitch I'm doing what I choose
I make this shit look sweet but you can't walk up in my

wish - filthy rich by sixteen
Swimmin in cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Song knockin on hoe's answerin machine, uhh
True baller, bitch page might call

so extravagant
Fatboyracks in this bitch
I'm clutch like Kobe can't miss
Dunking on niggas like Bron
I pop 2 Xans and I'm lit
I started with the grams

Guaranteed, I"m right on target
Targeé iykyk
Say we in a dome On our own
They don't give a shit
Cry about it later, fuck the flavor
Bitch I'm used to this

Black History

PRhyme

PRhyme 2

2018

on (RIP)
Pac still killin' to this day, still the one they tryna be
Y'all know I'm from Detroit
I'm diggin' in the crates, now I'm from the diamond-D
I

I'm on my way, 'cause I'm still tied in with the streets (huh?)
I was built up by default, that's hall of fame for all my badges (whoop, whoop)
Got some

to god man this shit don't stop
Me and my niggas got this shit on lock
We still sipping wock
Had a white bitch fucking round with that cocaine
But I ain't

darts still
Throw the p's in the mail. Bet they hard sealed
Pull this 40 out now, you ain't acting hard still
And this bitch ask for money, I told her I