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me and my medicine
High off Excedrin
Luck spit better than half you veterans
In a hundred degree whether she got leather skin
Never deal with problems

know my brother knocked off one he did some real shit
Too much can happen in a second we gone deal with it
We all do dirt but I know when I'm round some

Look at how fast they run, uh
My pistol it knocks heads off shoulders
That's game over done, uh

Whole bunch of hoes and shit whole clique
No town havin'

by my tummy
For who wan come take shit from me
I move chow cuz I know pot heads and this shit I got so funky
Bro sell Js cuz he connected folks move

thoughts that they never woulda heard
They would promise to inflate me like the federal reserve
Word, better keep your head up on a swerve
Claim you fly boy

the shits
Im still young and ignorant
Out and the open everyday posted and my days off was delivering
Niggas be slithering I'm moving militant how can I not ?

better by myself
Why this bitch really think she perfect
High maintenance smoke in red bottoms
She want Runtz and want Gelato
She look good she my lil

alone
I got my shirt off none but my Rollie on
And ill never tell ya who done put me on
I'm out that Southside Checked and verified
Where niggas smoke

every day could be just like today.I lit a fire to take off the chill
Watched the news until I'd had my fill
Then pondered over that list of honey

course 
Had burned it down, behind Fahmi porch
Gun in my face, shot at point blank
Missed every case
Just a year later, shots had went off
Hit me in my leg

You can call me madame put the Staccs up at the end
Nah you ain't my fam dawg
Jumped up off the porch now my Stacks got no end
I had a money plan

the execs, and I told my momma we'll see better days
Sat with the head of the label, felt like I was staring the devil right in the face
All they wanted was

dissin', gotta tell it like it is, yeah
That boy Raw like some fish scale, all of my Ju's say he is real
They screamin' head over heels, I'm feelin' like

Antagonized by the rights like lefts
I'm depressed, what a mess fuck (fuck)
But I still flex uh
Back in the kitchen I'm cooking shit up
Running my mouth & I

bitch, you better put her on the shelf
Cause I got stripes yeah I got stripes just like a ref
And I was down bad , I was down bad by myself
Fuck with these

nobody I'm tryin' for
You ain't nobody I'm cryin' for
You ain't nobody I'm dyin' over
These hoes better than my barber, They just tryna line you up
I could

Don't show no concern
Issa stain on my fit
I'm shaking my head on you niggas
My locs move like issa whip
Swiper, I'm swiping
You better hold close to your

must be ringing from another shot a guess
Do you feel better to get it off your chest?

And I want you
To be my rock
To be my rock
To be my rock

Who

This that-this that Nino Valdez with a little less bread, no tattoos on my head
No nah, no this that-this that Zaid before the dreads
I thank

Puffy & Mase
Juelz & Cam
Miles Davis and Sam
They slept on us like a futon
Now we all over the green like a crouton
Smelling my own shit 
Head bigger than

Can’t handle truth, it’s just the first chapter
I’m a disaster
Got no masters, holding my masters over my head
 No label fuck that I’ll make my own bed

forms and destroy all within close range
Blow my head off with my brain
Mouths been like a face grenade
My place is always the same
Taking a break

she forgot other boys
its over you better start buying the toys
there was no intention in front of your wife
that she knows this that she's ending your

something crazy
Everybody wanted to know what I would do if I didn't win
I guess we'll never know
Inspired by one of my friends think they mans can lock me
No