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me
Chasing the same goals I hope to make
So when I politic n***as get my poker face
You see they'll never really know if they're a friend to me
'Cause

branches, toss you in the pool
That you just partied up in on your vacation from school
Violent by nature don't expect me to apologize
Surgical with it.

hoe shit
Close Friends acting funny brad Pitt
Niggas acting gangsta knowing they ain't on that
I wanna live long but ion see it happening
Cause I'm my

Illuminate my mind, so I could see thru the night
Been a hustler from day one
Used to move the weight by the ton
Always tried to put my people on
And my loved

said I couldn't go out and play with my friends
School was cancelled till year end. I'm learning dad will ascend
Washed my hands repeatedly, was stuck

the lab now, Floyd cause I threw a jab now
Used to smoke gas with my cousins and friends
But now I just smoke with my dad now

Don't try get on our wavelength
Go overboard
The frequency mad bro.
Back den was avoiding boydem
Now the boy der avoiding going Jack Jones

Fukumean get

can't pretend anymore like I've  got it together
Hanging by a thread life is in the balance
Everyday is a challenge
Even though  my days are numbered
I

for hope and I think that it's sad

I'm mixing my pills and I'm hearing the thunder
I'm hoping it kills oh I hope to go under
I'm giving them chills

up gotta come back down
It sounds like I'm giving up but I'm resting the crown
Because my faith might waver
But it's not gon break
My friends like my

Moski - It's the motherfuckin' states! Where the streets filled with rocks. And you just might get shot. Probably by a cop. Lucky if you got a spot.

Testin' one, two, one, two

How's my levels, is that coming out okay?
Can you hear me? Hang on

Yeah ladies and gentleman, hello

Oi what do

gentleman with
A mental plan?
Is he wearing pants or a rental van?
Temperamental with the stick too
Skeng in hand
Licking these cunts like a misused dental

like that
Explore the Seven Seas, make me wanna Sinbad
A youngin' gotta fight back
Her friend walk by and said I'm staring too long, whoops my bad
I'm

stove
10 bands inna couch
Ship a quarter brick gone
That's nothing
These niggaz not hustling
They bluffing
One of my friends a glock 38
And the other one

According to a recent tweet by Iggy Azalea
"Diss songs shouldn't be filled with
Celebrity name drops to pad out lazy bars"
I beg to differ

Rihanna

That's the reason we up all late
With V in the T doin' up gourmet (swee)
But, but maybe maybe
I might rock the boat on my Jones like Davy
I might catch

if they think they got me in a standoff

I'm knock a nigga like i'm Jon Jones
I got strong bones, niggas styrofoam
Doing donuts by the school zone

Written by Booker T. Jones, William Bell
Published by Universal Music Pub Group OBO Irving Music 

Hey y'all uhm
Born Under a Bad Sign, I've been

are you messing with me?
At least my work got commended by the powers that be
I'm on a stairway to somewhere and it's not just Floor D
Pulled out

Ladies and gentleman
You are now tuned into the smooth sounds
Of the ultra talented J Lyrik, my name is O'lo
Brain on the production
Uh uh make sure

got some money
She fell in love now I'm stuck her
Told me I'm her first thug nigga
He friends say she should leave me
Her momma said I'm corrupting her

don’t want no problems
Let’s just chill get faded
Where your friends let’s call em
I don’t mind a party
All my minds I lost em
Taking off your panties
Go

Some rough air due to a storm warning

Don't need a Rolex, watch how my flow-flex
Upset cuz I'm up next, huffin and puffin
But I'm puff puff passing, out