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Win without A hand out
Ain’t talking bout no jeans
Or no shirt
Remember hand downs
Bullet hole could
See through the shirt
Man that’s a man down
Focused

Being seen as an animal that's locked in its cage
He's just too nice doesn't wanna bother anyone
With the problems that he has can't turn to no one

wasn't wasting my time
Playing like the victim but you colored on the outside of all of the lines,
You fucked me up for a lifetime
Always got a problem

it couch we all can eat
Fuck da jealousy
We went from pissy sheets to bed bug infested.
It's a blessin'
I know two niggas who combined they go by Smith

That's How Ya Feel

Lloyd

Let's Get It: Thug Motivation 101 [Snowman Deluxe Edition]

2005

shoes on ya shit, my nigga
Ayy, roll down ya motherfuckin' window, nigga
Blow out that dro smoke, nigga
And tell that nigga that's how the fuck you

Oou Space 

That sounds like a personal problem I'm hoping you find a solution
No Icon call me the Influence 
It's never enough so I got to keep moving

will no longer resist.
My motive now is to attack.
No need for assistance.
Not believing in the end.
Watching the scan.
No traffic
No problems.

(Break

shoes no not my sneakers sneakers
Had to convince myself that i do not need her
Stack em then i reverse
2 More in the heater baw baw baw baw
Turn me up i

I'm a player I don't need no love
Got you bitch and she wetter than pond
Knock him out his shoes out leave him hardcore pawn
We playing chess not

on a lick, cause I know you gon' bitch up
I did my time and stay solid, I'm back home

Shoes off Chanel and my shirt came from Vlone
If it's about bullshit,

Ok
Yuh
DLobs
Baby girl
You know that you we're my last (Facts)
Got to let go of the past
Memories passing by fast (Uh)
Finna go get us a bag (Birkin)

life a gamble like a dice
Roll at the Bellagio i got the glow
Big bottom hoes wanna top me
Slow and buy me shit
Like I'm Kenny Red, my life phenomenal

about
Because it ain't about no pape I can tell by how you walk
And I know that you real bummy I can tell by how you talk
She beggin me to hit her phone

Every time Icy be out my bitch stay by my side but you won't even see it in public
I wouldn't let a nigga put his self in my shoes he gon' fuck around

didn't get no rest
I'm slipping on my shoes and I'm putting on my hat
In the V-dub, driving down the street with my feet up
Windows down, rolling loud,

count to three
Goddess energy, not luck
Caught them by surprise
Show me what's up
Had to change my side, niggas still gon' imitate
Grab the 45 if a nigga

the praying hands

Too many problems
Don't know why
I never breeze through
I just blow by
Rell Shaw
Be the name that I go by
I do not play no games
If you do

Mama taught me as a toddler
If you fall and hit the bottom
That’s no problem, just do not stay there
And these coppers traumatize us
Grown men

Bell telephone 
And you don't have a shirt that is clean 
You can rest your head on the corner of your bed 
You can watch the world go by 
But you never

yea yea
The shirt the pants the shoes the fit is yea yea yea
Just do it how you do it it's a yea yea yea

They ask me how I do it I'm just doing me
Out

in Hip Hop
So I’m
Loading my bullets
I’m writing down names
I’m Cole on the brain
Or Kenny with fade
I’m filled up with rage
No De La Rocha
I’m Housin

a while
Got a bad past I can't forget now
And that's why, I define
Poison as the best way to get by
I take a couple shots and forget all problems
I found

I don’t need them
Shoe box ain’t got no shoes but it still ain’t got no room
Just give me the work ima boom ima be back so fucking soon
Vs1’s make

myself a name before i even made a disc
But you know i got swagger by the boatload never ever choke NO
Told em i was good, still looked at me as so-so
Made