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at if that nigga call me then i'm on the way
Doing the dash and I'm going pass the speed point by 50 miles
She wanna fuck she ain't using her head she

just sat there
And it turned into a picnic
What about the first time you fell asleep on my chest
Jeeez I was blessed always seeking the quest to treat

In fifty years will they talk about how bad it was or how good it turned out
Is this a sad song with some happy lines or is it the other way around

you sometimes have to take big risks.”

6. “Measuring programming progress by lines of code is like measuring aircraft building progress by weight.”

7.

own well
My mind made it to a place of perfect peace
My pure heart looked at God and saw me
Still filthy in the flood of my own eyes
Made holy by

it together, it's been written
your ways are forbidden
You need to follow what has been written
Commence to repentin'
And this time when you do it
Make

mistakes
I tap in all 50 states
Gotta hurry and buy me an estate
Hit the sushi sake right by escape
Can't take no breaks
Do this day by day
Of course, I win

Their motherfuckin shit straight
Niggas love to say im broke how
I was running round 50 thou
Plus a feature name bieber on a mixtape
I got the glass walls

on
But if I want it it's mine
Mum knows when I put my life on the line
Trust me, it's all a matter of time
Before you see the top boy shine
Yeah,

in work
Lil shooter by my side .22 in her purse and she down to let it fly
Anybody getting hurt i just look her in the eyes i dont gotta say a word
Big

nobody ever asking how we could do better for the human race
How can you debate?

It is the weakest array
Spending by 50's got house on the lake
You seem

Checkin it  
Matter of fact my name stands for the mic 
And my aim stands for the blame so I don't see left I see right 
It's like I'm in the dark but I see

U know wut I came after,
Do time I don’t tattle,
Dip on the marshal if it matters,
Sit a call that shit a sabbatical,
Became a master in shackles,

of a goddess
Someone that I heard
From around the way
Type of girl next door
Sweet like cabernet
She glanced couldn't look away
Looking like she need
Fifty

it
They like say I dont think he gon do it but hes still wrecking it
Checkin it
Matter of fact my name stands for the mic
And my aim stands for

Twenties and fifties and all of the hundreds
I want it I get it no matter the price
Didn't have shit so I get what I like
Had no regrets I ain't thinking it

the light
Don't close your eyes
Cause time passes by like a thief in the night

You make me want to do those things
I'm talking wedding diamond rings
Girl I

to astound, yuh
Errbody in the club gettin tipsy
That's what we want, right?
Party till we're fifty
Settle down after mom and dad slept around
Commitment is

microphone to recite through
At my height on a bookshelf in my room
I don't need a mic booth
A flashing lights on a 50 track Neve console engineered by Guru

name
Your ho's starting to sweat
Got it dripping all down
In between the breasts
Better lick it up now
From between her legs
$50,000 chain on my neck

than 77,000 new cases were reported yesterday
That beats the old one-day record by nearly 10,000

The bodies of Robert Fuller and Malcolm Harsch were

No matter how deranged, go to God to remain sustained
But, Will you sit here with me and game
Faith is dead without works
All I'm seeing is these girls

and 50 seconds
Sound exactly like the Art of Peer Pressure, go take a listen
You inspired by the niggas you name dropped
Catch fire in the rain, no

used to trap by the old playground
Niggas be so fake now
I take your bitch on a whole date now
And nigga you going lay down
I really ride bout the whole