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anymore
I'm scared, I got nothing, but 2 new divorces
I'm going 100 so I can just soar
I'm trying to find other ways I can cope
If my family weren't home

stories how i'm living my life
I'm like pac nas and jay and that kid from bed stuy
My mind is playing tricks on me
I'm scarface so i drop the album for my

starting to break
You don't gotta' worry baby I'll keep you safe
Just hit me on the phone, invite me to your home
Just now you're not alone, and you'll be

don't even know what I go threw
I don't even have a home I can go to
Imagine your parents telling you they don't know you
You couldn't prolly imagine what

Ay
Ay

These are some wild times
Running to the money like I never made it
Chased by the past but I can't change it
Nothing in the world will ever be

blow
Get rich as hell get the family and divide the dough
I’ll be buying homes in different time zones
But reppin Austin Texas till I die though
Gonna

straight
When your name they announce it
I be ready to pounce it
Love the way that you bounce it
When the money I counts it
By your beauty surrounded
Booty

You can see the soil on the souls of my boots
Too young for war it's a phony excuse
On the battlefield but I'm ready for the action
Got discharged home

don't want to be broke at home wishing old fans 
can't get caught slipping so I'm gripping with both hands 
I ain't different from most mans 
whether

Verse 1: Nyck Caution
Assume your own priorities
You Dorothy's are never going home, blowing O's, holding grips
I'm the shit, swank is on the overload

City of Macks

Dangerous Dame

I Got What You Want

Hey, I battle any day
And any hour, any minute, any second
And any album, any single, any record
Cause what I'm sayin is this: I rock you anytime
I make

Original, ich bin immer noch da draußen Homes
Du hast auf der Straße leider Hausverbot
Alles was ich mache mach' ich tausend pro
Du willst harter Rapper sein

So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a fucking cockroach?
And Goblin, you get no props on it
It sucks so much I get blowjobs from it

knife hit's
This life isn't priceless
Y'all back home the reason I'ma write this
You a lame, lame, it's a shame, shame
You took your picture outta

She told me come through, she bored
Home alone made her squirt on the sheets
Then I gotta go

Countin' up money in the back of the 'Bach
Spendin' that

nigga roll up
Swisher sweets I break them down
Then my nigga roll up
You know it, and you know we potient
By the way we floatin, From
The dro im smokin,

on him
Mum comes home to a house
Surrounded by blue tape
And a bag of police try to stop her coming in
Confusion, pain, anger, suffering
I understand why

Jeep, beep, beep
Weed cheeched
By the beach, seated next to Katie Leech
Then went home and made a beat
Me and Sticky rapped to it, f4!
Back when Zack B

nations battle Gods
Where devils kneel
Rebels sprayed by assassins with shells
Crazy adolescents that kill
MAC-11's and pills
Everything William Cooper was

on someone payroll
Fifty cents is Lloyd bank account
Blabber 'bout me at the Tabber
But I work by lantern
See, I figured out this pattern
I'm the only one with

nigga roll up
Swisher sweets I break them down
Then my nigga roll up
You know it, and you know we potient
By the way we floatin, From
The dro im smokin,

home soon
Come to the gate when i pull up on the drive
And if it's raining or not
We get chased by feds
Everybody in the car better know
That i'm failing

Jay bring them home
My sister told me that I should stop using women
And I tell her I ain’t use em cause they are happy when we finished

Hey,

I was told by all my teachers I have instability. I move alone and in silence because I live in this city
I'm pretty antisocial, not much life in my