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feel like I'm Augustine
But I keep it private
Can't put it in public
Cause these niggas sour and green
She really not yours
You just next
She on her way

Tiffany
I got that sauce let it drip on the floor
I got that gloss so she mention my glow
She a lil freak wanna lick on my bro
So I switch up my flows like

feel guilty
Cause of all of the shit that I did
I told momma to pray for my sins
I know they don't wan see me win
See homies switch up for sum bands
Like

I pray for
You play hearts, I play spade tho
But I still feel betrayed tho

Damn

By some niggas that I really called fam
I was tweaking, but it

You play hearts, I play spade tho
But I still feel betrayed tho
D***
By some n***** that I really called fam
I was tweaking, but it turned me into a man

yeah, kyuro
We mobbin straight up, up on the floor,
We a group of lions always staying hungry
With the power, yeah that shit like money
I’m Never moved if

ashy
Bet not ask me if I miss you
I don't, bitch, quit askin'

This PS3 sit right by me on the couch, I'm
playin' transit
I miss how it was games

Lately
I been wakin' up with fevers
But when I feel good energy
I get chills
So many bills that I kill
Fuck a deal
I'll reveal like a orange never

going in
You can tell by voice
Feel like I'm royalty
Two things that matter is money and loyalty
I got her singing like Jodeci
I tell my label to spoil me

as a burden, 'cause I'm by the books earning
Mum wants me back at church, but I don't think that I'm worth it

I feel like we can't escape, from the trap
But

Bitch i'm a vet can't be fucking wit a rookie
Got a qp stashed in the pocket of my hoodie
Been getting the money up like a tab bookie
Leave you

faucet on and make you drip fluids
I got a feel for your vibe I'm in your zone
Beat it up her ass in the air no back bone
This here with no communication

and her face down
Got me like a da on the case now
Playground, swing by or slide right thru
Can't get out my mind what them thighs might do
She bad wit

People try to copy me, they starting to look like clones
Smelling good but way too good, you used way too much cologne
Tryna keep them by my side, I

I'll ever make it back from this
But I bet these rubber bands make you snap to it
I catch a holy ghost like a baptist
And cop a new ghost, that's

why
I cried wit em
I know that feeling when yo mans die
The jungle loaded
Wit dem killas all on stand by
And I ain't neva walked up on you
With my hand

a trap, still counting my bands
Hella Japanese bitches I feel like Magnum
Whole new world magic carpet ride her name Jasmine
Running my money it's going for

gettin money and keep bringin bread in
What the fuck's goin on in my brain
Doing new shit it still feel the same
Yeah most people they won't under stand

people how i healed
Surely didn't forget how it feels
To be caught in the world i know the deal
Now i'm hungry for Christ like it's dinner time
He give

I'm Steve Urkel
Won't ever be mediocre
Probably die a loner
Got the fame as my aim
But trying it is like poker
Feel the thrill while I'm sitting in this

Adrenaline

Swollen Members

Heavy

2003

the day like a vacation chasing
Fun, sun, and money then its back to the basement
Feels good taking it back to the basics
Like when I was hungry run around

ride (ride), yeah
She said she gon' ride but that bitch slide
Yeah, counting up my bands so I fly like

Come and live inside my world
It's nothing

straight tho
We both want a crib by the lake so
Roll one up so I can't feel my face hoe
For the record, records what I make though
Fucked around

said boy you better get that check and pay it back
That's a lot of money that's like two bands I don't got that

I got good intentions I got spider