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tell me that she love it 
I show my affection in public 
Jack of All Tradez 2 got em buzzing 
I got major hits by the dozens 

Shoutout to my little

to yall Shoutout to yall shoutout to yall
This is a song for you... all

My friend, they ask why you're such a mess
You go to college and you work giving

and a mansion
Girl we bouta MMMbop like the Hanson
All my old bitches say a nigga handsome
Tell them tired bitches take a seat I cant stand them
I need a couple

of awards, letting everyone adore you

Understand I've never been the type to pick a fight
Verified by the friends and family I live out my life
With,

country apart
It all in an effort to get total control
The faces are new but the tactics are old
Biden has a history of racist behavior
But this time Blacks

Yeah
I was just 18 years old when I almost lost my life
Everything that I worked for I almost lost my right
I went to bed that night not knowing I'd

to the drugs
Shit i ran so hard i collapsed my lungs
So perhaps when i'm done
I no longer gotta run
Lethal Jack shit like Repo
Drive by Regal
I'm so evil
In yo

The realtor says it's just the kind of place to raise a family
It's where you want to be
When you're old
It's got three bedrooms and a nice garage

me nigga I aint one of ya lil friends
Soon Ima need a big body I aint fuckin with a lil Benz
Sayin I aint got big bills bitch my last name Williams
You

Thinking back to the old times of me and my friends, they stood by my side 'til the bitter end!
God damn!
Motherfucker!
Yeah!
But where they at, though?

making soul ties
The soul train can't express the sound when the soul cries
Familiar friends turn to future felons 
And real talk don't exist because it's

purchase and
Hate when my old hoes start resurfacing
That's the, devil at work friends with benefits perks
Hit me on the timeline, a double tap for the flirt

Let me paint you a picture 
Of the life I lead
As I'm writing this scripture
As I make my plead
I'm looking for treasure
Consumed by the greed
Let me

blows their head
Your want my mind?
Take my words insted (Yeah)


I'm the definition of ill
Where's my dollar bill? (Cash)
Put me up
I'm the one to close

dead
The fuck did y’all do
You took a great man that was Willing to sacrifice all that he had
Now he’s living in a life that made his Old one look like

embarrasment
Writing the letter like dear old friend
You better think what you said again
You better think what you did yea
My momma she did what she did

"Mad Man"
by DRI

He's old and cranky  and he's got white hair
He yells at us in his underwear
He'll attack you like a crazed bear
But come on in

class act all talent no path  
Veteran legend in a slump, think in all caps

Flow fiend take it slow please for these 
Old geez" when my mom almost died

expected 
I ain't even know what I collected 
Gained a father and a whole family 
New school with my old manners
New weather, new church, new state 
Cold

The mansion got some acres and a pool
Old school smoove you know how a nigga move
Fetty come and go so my nigga let's double up
Trouble in my past but fuck it I

Too old for idols yours are my rivals
Wavy on Tidal rock with your boy
Pharoah like Cairo biro on pyro'
Whip up a cyclone keeping it coy
Busy like

fightin' for a Dollar Bill!
Take no choices
Make no moves
Play to win and always lose!

Cause if you cant get up the ladder
You want to tear it down, you

You will never cross swords with another,
finning side by side, taking on a storm of nets
that tangles freedom for softer friends.

You could be

aint died
Oh my god I'll ruin his life

This is real life no need to pretend
I've slanged down pebs and ran down friends
Ramz get backed and beat off