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I know I'm running late
But girl I'm on the way
Sorry to keep you waiting
Not tryna test your patience
I'm knowing that you anxious
No time for

goodbye
Itchy trigger finger fuck

Im feelin good when i wake up cant you tell
Im tryna get to heaven i done been through hell
Saw some niggas turn they

the ends like the letter, man
No me say to Grabba hot , you know
Like some rice , you know, in a pot my youth, you know

Youngins look like peas, man
Love

Yeah, you left me sitting by my lonesome
Flew me to the moon and now I'm going through the doldrums
Crying shoulders quickly turn to cold ones

the meat
Show me a good time
Show me your tits showing all this diamond wrist
Talking all this sexy shit but can you really kiss
Fucking bitch
Always

the streets and best believe I'm about to paint the whole city gold
Pop a perc, take a shot, smoke a joint do whatever bro
Cause tonight's all about the good

simple to me make you speechless, my experience reflects on my lyrics
Surrounded by rats and snitches, preaching to be sleaziest creatures
Ain't a gangsta,

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
I go by the name of Eldee the don
And I just wanna say thank you for buying the album
For supporting me through my

've never met me so why in the fuck would i have a problem with you?
but if we do i guess we gotta do what we gotta do, shit
other than that im cool.
tu sabes

Frustrated by the ignorance of my ways
So I told her, how you gone test my faith
I admit, I'm not into religion like you is
That's why you calling quits
Show

like a fucking cig pack
All designer shoes, bitch, I'm rocking mix match
Bitch, I'm eating good food and I don't got no six pack, huh
Like I'm tripping

say
(Glory to God)
I got the devil mad
You shh should've seen his face
I'm covered by the blood of Christ
Guess no falling away
Ain't seem to fail but

snort some white
Blunts, guns, out in the sun
I'm too stoned to choke a bitch
Slap a bitch, smack a bitch
Mix heroin with Special K
Stop by Kindergarten

snort some white
Blunts, guns, out in the sun
I'm too stoned to choke a bitch
Slap a bitch, smack a bitch
Mix heroin with Special K
Stop by Kindergarten

time, every bro bites
Know I got a map because I
Took you to new heights

First of all, I got it on my own
I can feel the envy
But I'm way too grown for

I know you smell all dis duff on me. 

Never play by the rules, she gon fuk on my dawg if i tell her to do it she want me to choose. Yea 

Roll up

You and Your Heroes

Da Lench Mob

Guerillas in tha Mist

1992

raid, Bone, we got roaches
And Fonzie can't rumble, yeah
And by the way you can have Bryant Gumble

Babe Ruth was good against the white boys
But he

My heart breaking over again
Feelin' alone on this road, when is this shit gonna end?
I'm feeling spaced out of my mind but no one can tell
I drop

yours
You're on your own now
No need for you to come and greet wit da sassy
Know in your heart you're reaping what you sow

Many people different identity

by Rod so I'm going extra hard with no deal
AMG serving me beats like Dr Dre and his own pills
I guess that's how it feel when you're actually good for

wanna be apart and I know the feelings mutual
Out here for a good time, your body like fine wine
Have a baby by me baby, before the summer's up
You're so

me a Delorean
To change my own decisions (Time Waits for no man)
I just need me a Delorean

Glorious story is make it BIG you know nortorious
Lot

why is you testing me
Treat her like rona bitch why is you next to me
Spreading her legs when i say open sesame
Know i'm the best at this shit you can't

need no foreplay
Beat it up good then I head to the door way
Had to get back to my paper chase
They saying "damn Tone you ain't the same"
I know I ain't