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heart n given her my all
Asalamalekun, this is the cry of a god
I'm dancing with my demons but by morning they'll be gone
Asalamalekun, Malekun Salam
Big

like messy it's kickin like soccer
Let's get deaddy mix ray with the grabba
I throw a punch like hauken
You better duck lil nigga you stupid
We send

by my homie who had asked for a lighter
I felt trapped
When yo friends try to creep on the low
But you tryna do right cause you still on parole
I feel

done told em twice I'm over nice, matter fact im so polite / I know im right
 I aint gotta question/ confirmed by her lil shorty she a blessing / and her

Hold firm to what you have if you wanna survive 
I pledged my music to extreme no overdose 
Although I had a low ovation on couple of shows 
A lil faith

Scandalous
Cuz these girls gon set you up
I'm Mr. Been On
I been set up before
I been kicked down low by a chick before
But I ain't never let it hold me back

crazy, out ya melon, I'll dice you up
Lil' bih want me to come and cut, I'm bout' to slide on her
She say she leakin' through her jeans, no Astroglide

for some lead
Lemme feed you up lil boy but I ain't breaking bread
I know what you hungry for, finna fill it in your head
Let me load up my nine

weed but I also got dough
Silencer on my 44
Poe-poe low blow my home-bro
Got ammo by the cargo and stacks up in Wells Fargo
You'd think I won the lotto

a joint from a pool tape
Down by law
I'm still reppin' the squad
Them summer nights was classic
We made heaven around a helluva time
To think about it
For

'm feelin' right now
At five o'clock in the morning
The crack of dawn-in-a

Wella, Mr. Black Man tell me where you're heading
The last few years I watched

round drum
But quick to say I ain't do it
Ho niggas mad at me
An hate that I'm getting to it
Lil' Eddie B
Keep me ah bitch
Baby got pull
All this

don’t want to call a truce
We got beef till they die got to play by the rules
Free hitman he don’t play with them tools
Make lil baby arch before I hit my

zone
It's been weeks since we freaked, love
You a boops, that's how I treat ya
Put you on the shelf when I'm done, you a trophy kill
Appleton mix Red

Greed, Hate & Envy

Nelly

Country Grammar

2000

smell me
Shouts out to my nigga Laurie
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be low key
On these

It's the gang it be a shame I let you walk by yourself 
I asked a bitch to hold me down but she the wrong kinda help 
You say you love me keep it

a leer
Shit was all by design got a gift
Had to put it all in motion like a gif Sometimes I look back like what if
What if I wasnt one of the realest
What

on the stunt, Moz smell like paper
Lil' different from these rappers, I'm a real life gangster
Mr. Jabeta still in the clanker for sellin' strippers

you know he ain't shit
I wanna wife it
The object of my affection
Is only tamed by this erection
Basically we cutting
Some kissing some cuffing
No

caught up and I steady miss em
Lil Nigga get low
This shit could get cold
Niggas losing they soul
Why I'm pour that 4
It's all that I know
Jah finna pass

day and I’ll say it again I will be with all the goats
I’m just the typical beaner
Do you know who I is?
I got a lil bit of knowledge
Coming from Mr

the ugh take me aside
Ugh and I ugh by design, she never ugh with my pride, we tryna ugh and get high
Throw an ugh in the sky, ugh from behind
The Funny

on go
(Like)
Like what you mean by that this bitch must think I'm slow
They done fucked up letting a nigga like meek get in that mode
She like meek what

with them big fishes 
With them rich fishes 
With them sick fishes 
With them Mr. Fucking Look At Me lil bitch fishes
Y'all shit spitters 
Phoney, foamy,