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bond
Word to yo mama word to your honour
Dont you pay attention to no bullshit
And your mind fuller than a full clip
Made it rain they ain't even cool

Really living everything I state
Cop a ticket just to get away
I remember days
Barely getting by barely getting paid
Damn
Target on my back 'cause I'm

I’m ridin round
We be blowin by the pound y’all be blowin niggas down
Hit you in yo shit for all that dick suckin
Niggas say they hittin shit but never

Yea they pretending they real, look these Nigguz acting again
Shoot you by accident kid, oh that's yo Bitchh back on my Dickk
You can choose to starve,

the shadows waiting, I know my time is coming yo

No longer can I play, I gotta follow through
I gotta get it
Used to have nightmares now I just see myself winning
You was right there
Always by my side

It's time to get they boss touched
And I'm screaming free the guys
They den locked my dogs up
I'm still locked in with the mob
Bitch I'm a made nigga

truest very own, brought to you on the third
'95, 25 comin' soon, ya heard
Word to my momma, no drama, trynna make commas
Yo, fuck the White House, sit me

time tell all it's tales
Eventually the truth unveils
I'm sitting here bout mad as hell
Accept the change it do you well
It will heal you well
Here's

environment
Whose full intention's to move up into position
To lube up and fuck the system
And do it until I cripple them bitches
I'm on a mission
Driven by my

picking but they stuck inside that field
Niggas acting sketch, I don't need no fucking pen pal
R.I.P Screech, them niggas got saved by the bail out
My life

Yeah, finna talk my shit one time
Cayo, run that shit back
Do you wanna know what?
Wanna take my mask off
Always thought that you was wack
I'm never

Told y'all boys I'm the man with the plan when I'm making these moves
Gotta thank God when He hand me the plan man I'm full of these tools
Changed my

back
In the fish bowl 
Got me swimming on my back 
Put your wet suits on I’m bout to flow on a track 
A machete on my left yo ho I swing back 
Ya’ll know

to be Around
Is the humble type
Fell out with too many folks
We cant reunite
Got no time to play Ketchup
May yo soul be blessed
Wish you the best
Circle

Yo
I possibly will be lyrical if I rapped better than anyone
Cuz this song is "Better Than Ever II"
Cuz I don't wear sweaters unless it's autumn
I'd

am the man 

Burd juice in my cup cause I don’t give a fuck 
9 in the morning and I’m full in it up 
In yo session smoking weed 
You want me to hit

all the clout chasing I'm running up on a million
Streams look terrific verlander you see me pitch it
Backwood full of runtavious smokin like I'm

occasion, I woke up today
Sativa fumes fill the room, while the bass boomin

Yeah
Pull up to yo city like the mega bus
They don't know my face yet but they

Stuck in a system that's full of contradictions
Plee deals giving to stop me from fighting for innocents
Label me from my pass try to call me

on nigga
She said sorry a million times like Lil Wayne's figures
He clinched up his fist this nigga bout to trip
Baby mag in the bag i just got yo slip in

Daddy had a line full of them fiens
Long as the dmv
All my niggas livin what you
Seeing on the tv screen
Before I ever snitch I put a bullet where

came

I need good times
You know I’m in it for a full ride
We were stoned till the sunrise
Keep it rollin for the long nights

We going all the way
I got

need me a crib
Take 100 to the 'sino I prolly could flip
Unc told me he went in he times it by 10
That's crazy
I be stayin' lowkey but people think I'm