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the eye
Her story was touching, probably make someone cry
I'm dying here, nothing's left but my name
"Don't worry my love I'll bring you the fame"

No

them a task and sent them away
Bring me back cartridge of metal and grey
'Stack Up' hang tag box and little grey square
Should be one left in your

on the run jumping bail, they got some warrants
Respect first, I ain't letting nothing fucking slide
Used to have a musty nigga right by ninety-nine
Summer

They misinterpret my energy, I'm not who these niggas pretend to be, even tho I have the recipe
Drugs guns and money bitches and power, this shit was

brainer
It’s a
It’s a no brainer
I’ve got more free dome then America
I’ve seen your guns bitch mines is way scarier
Fire spreadin’ around my songs causing

are an actor
I'll bring disaster
If you don't figure it out
Next to your name, will say
M - I - S - S - I - N - G
You - will - be - missing
You - will -

on blitz
Thought you niggas was the shit
Why you acting like a bitch?
Pop a bottle for your chick
Now she caught up in the glitch
True winners never quit

to at the state fair
Now cusin tanzie growing hairs And my x told me I can’t stay there
I’m on Percocet by Shakespeare Don’t drive fast you don’t stay here
Clip

Release yourself, bring peace yourself
I know they did you dirty, Lil D no help
Searching for forgiveness, no man should've did this
Found me in my

been seeing strange things
All the pain brings vivid detail to my daydreams
Faint screams can be heard crying out
But the killer's call is coming from

of double cup
I mix lean with the rum cant control the rush
And I need me a blunt for the troubled thoughts
And dont walk with a gun got a shuttle punch

the rest as my money gets stacked

I'm dummy you're mad I keep my gun packed
Don't stay for the rest if your ones ain't intact

Nah bro shut up
Get out my

ain't hitting the fence
Real P got a bitch that's going to pay my rent
I need the funds told lil baby yeah I keep a gun
Riding by my lonely they witched

I'm naked from head to toe
And you said go
I'm unimpressed with you now
I'm all around and you just stand by

You're like a gun, you're worse than knife

wit us
Is this one the woody and im bout to slay
We got a problem
Pop out the tahoe and bring out the k
Fuck is you sayin boy
Me and my nigaas stay

Told em boys
I don't play
Bought a zip
Yesterday
Smoke a lot
Everyday
I don't care!
I remember
I was serving
Front street
By myself!
I ain't even

said she's praying so gods on my side
I told her I'm ready for all confrontation wherever I'm at there's a gun on my side
She told me stop it and quit

baby you're my wonder one
My king of tongue

We'll have our home
In a small caravan
Parked by the sea under the burning sun
Won't bring my gun

You are

don't be claiming, you a motherfucking opp, don't do it!
Don't you claim that, you going to get your chain snatched, snatched
Bring this thing back, my

Verse 
In the Field they declared war 
So I came up with some bars, 
Always hardcore you know it's that vibe we bring. 
Don't get stopped by all

sins, I need 6 nuns
While you write for 6 months, I’ve filled up like 6 guns 
You cannot shine in this place, I equate 6 suns

This country’s a warzone

cover type people don’t turn the pages
Most will hate your name until you found that place

In the heart and it’s contagious
Consciously blind and so

birthday but there aint no gifts or presents, it's just another day to see what life will bring or present, like pretense i sense your sense of urgency, i'll

company, call it home base
Stick to my guns, see that o-face
And I'm right there by your side, you're gonna be okay
And when I'm down bad, hand me a drink