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Laughing to the bank, my shit tickling now
All US dollars, still I stick with the pounds
Money over god, got me kissing the ground

She say she turned on by

Martin
Hold up whippin and trippin around the constellations
Getting paid by word of mouth
That's a conversation honest making Gods adjacent
Living in this

with me
Forever and shit
Nah i need you for real
Stop lacking so bad
Your friend is a bitch
I can see we blow up
I can what we get
I can see this it four

about it life taught me conceal all my feelings
I'm real and resilient
I swear my mind stay filled with these millions
I'm activated, I don't ever feel no

Long Long Time

Guy Forsyth

Love Songs: For and Against

Felt Fine)

Now songs are about gangsters and guns and the TV speeds by at a 100 deaths an hour and every one wants to pull off a crime in the century

Heavy metal could wet you, yo, bless me
Jail niggas go to hell quicker, lick you with the hundred shot
Heavy metal could wet you, yo, bless me

I Was Born a Virgo (Lyrics written by cdriel crabia)

I read my horoscope looking at the stars, prayed to the Stars hoping they would give me bars,

Montana Diary

Cormega

Hustler/Rapper

2002

seat, to master the beef
It's so real, if I don't see you, I'm snatchin' ya peeps
It's on, nigga, whoever get hit first, is gonna kiss dirt
My soldiers,

Give it up for Elon Musk
Sci-Fi's about to get real on us
Who needs god? In Elon we've got trust
Pays himself minimum wage
He don't need the bucks
Start

thong, I'm tryna smoke, man, I ain't behind the switch
If your soul ain't real, I see it in you, man, get out my picture
Dope songs, but the swag dope,

stepped in
Draco in the cut and he probably tuckin' a four, nickel
Mike survive three different shootings, that's my hero, nigga

I don't call Twan unless

be real
cnd while it's wild I know that still 
I give 100 to you like I'm Wilt
cnd goddamn I know as a survivor 
I shouldn't listen to the promises

the opportunity
Really asked myself what family meant to me
Stated moving real numbers, started getting real hunger
Four hundred dollars in one day call me real

a bitch if you cry No drugs, Cross faded still high
Oh yeah, I smoke I get high to get by I'm keeping it 100, yeah I'm real
I'm keeping it 200, I'll kill

if I want him dead, I knock him off
Fuck the opps, ain't no worries, we hold 50's and hold 30's
He'll be dead by 4:30, we'll turn his brains to a snow

Only speak on what I know I can't talk about that other shit
Now and forever I'm on my 0-100 shit
How far I done came was posed to be a statistic

tryna spand my vocabulary 
I can't hang wit nikkas I know who Wundt die me
I got 2 strikes I hit n my brother go take third base for me
It's 4th quarter

Shorties Kaught in the System

Lord Finesse

State of Emergency (Society in Crisis, Vol. 1)

ninety-four, shit is real like a motherfucker
Tryin' to strive nine-to-five out in the street
There's no rain or shine, trying to get ends to meet
Fuck

running through these thoughts man my love is amplified, now we all celebrating life outside we ain’t worried about time, who the real ones standing my by

Missing three
Every time he smile in the mirror, he Gotta think of me
Moral of the story is, nigga, I'm a Fucking G
Made my first hundred thousand by

this beat on
Secrets are piled, while
Tell me what you lookin for
Deep in what I'll
(Sell)cell extinction events, we ring in the dial (die all)
Buy (by

is substance
This my hustle, guess I'll be a vassal to draw the line tween real & fuck shit 
Cut the dumb shit, I'm up to something, you Humpty Dumpty

you're never too old to start
So do your part and just. be. smart

They call me white devil, whip cracker
Even though I'm not evil, after four hundred

get real 'round a hundred, man
Everybody get real (Huh, damn)
Broke lil' boy couldn't even pay attention
Watch me work, I don't need no pension
I don't