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made it Makin’ a check Off of an album That I had released in 2010 Whippin’ a vet Cross me once I pull up you never gon’ see me again Shooting direct,
Convincing myself To stay away from the light Oh dear it seems I’m caught this time Getting tortured by girls Who think I’m grime I’m not safe here Never was,
to a bit of a slow start But soon it's gonna melt your brain And bitchslap your heart Check out this leaf collecting album That I made back in Autumn Don
Bitch dont wanna holla Bitch Im bout a dolla I done came so sick now Ima problem (problem child) Cant get no features on my album niggas scared of Lil
some flicks I want to wake up with a woman, not wake up with a...huh I want to follow my dreams, not get stuck in a line 'Cause by the time I reach
Word to Migos, I move words by the kilos I used to moved birds with my amigos High supply my wealth No iPhone app I apply it myself Your album got
hits the ground, a man rushes up and pushes her down She drops her keys, the man picks 'em up Then drags her by her feet into her house like he don
nerves. Now I've read the word and seeks redemption But for this album I'll make a fcuking exception (Chorus) To all the homeboys workin in Argos To all
seen? Feel like fuck my dreams All a nigga see is pitch black When I sleep at night Hoping that I never gotta Wake up again hoping I can reset and not
[Hook] Yeah so hello Uh so hello Yeah so let’s go Uh muhfuckas, hello Yeah so hello Uh, Cee, listen [Verse 1] So hello, but y’all don't need
night How much does the marathon cost Drop it like it's hot She setting every alarm off The way you roll on that pole controlling yo naughty on it Girl
those gangsters I'm allergic to those bullets They say Sho be a rapper or a hooper In Golden State, I'm a warrior surrounded by those shooters Dad
begins, the shark fins don't leave We all still gone grieve We all still gone bleed, sweat, cry and I'm still gonna need strength thru the night As I
and breathes Is written on an album sleeve She can tell you who's hot Who will make it and who will not [Chorus:] She loves to hear the music She's got
know I cried (yeah) I said you know I cried (yeah) I just can't see why (yeah) Why they had to die (yeah) Now I'm dead inside (yeah) Should be by my side
take a shot are you gonna chase it In a crowded room I see no faces Only by yourself I see you facing me Only for the night you find your space in me
the bitches Money is not an option its obvious that its mandatory Don't keep the change I need it Let's see if all that fame is gon feed em Late at night I'm
working the night shift We all came from the bottom no sponsor Independent from the entrance Grime is jungle, '96 Garage in '99 And I'm ready to rumble
chick could make it hail golf balls in a dust storm Umbrella's up, no trust talk Never unsure what I'm after So I don't need your two cents bitch, who
#This is the version from the original (norwegian) #version of the album Red (UMD 86505 Universal 1997) I saw her first She came around The day my
school deal Tied to the game by Steve Lobell So we always win, don't receive no L's New girls act like they know me so well But I shows no love and be
hard to keep My head straight It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight Walk on land, stay interesting Nine albums dropped and I can't
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