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and a big yard
But, yeah that Louise she can break some balls
She keeps mine on a jar at the end of the hall
So meet our neighbor from across the street

The Trinity

Sunz of Man

Saviorz Day

2002

grammar, you might catch us in Atlanta
We get around like Sel Antanas
Got rich niggas can't stand us, payin' the banners
And black ballers, we set up

happen to mine?
Progress is a linear illusion
I was blinded by my own narrow vision
The big picture is a circle
And there's no room for miracles

Nature

powder's just as temperamental

as the rich kids with CEO potential

It's essential to compete for our emergencies

Which brings me to a company called

to rappers on the daily
A lot of artist with advances don't advance and make it
So we did it by our lonely, ain't a chance you'd take it
This is the future

Soundbite:...when someone is cruel or acts like a bully, you don't stoop to their level...no our motto is....when they go low, we go high....

Rita J

a stairway
There we were, packed in there
Without women, without cigarettes
Without anything to drink
While the rich pawed away
At their many choices

space
Look, every day you just gotta get up
Focus on you, fuck the other stuff
Your bitch a teddy bear, she got stuffed
Big ass Glock shut a nigga up

like you’re Atari
Here's the deal: lose your shields
Comin' aboard to party
I keep kinda quiet - you can talk to Quiggold
He's got a big old peg leg,

Only 5 foot 7 but keep the big boy blunts
Thuggin’ on a fuck nigga like
You a bitch don't jump
Flexed a little with the Draymond style
But I'm A1 now

ya
Spot like ya, Rich dancing Marcus Houston u
Got served if I serve you, u was mad soon
As you took the dummy out the plastic
I was trappn I was taken

to call quit's
Tee by Off White, jeans Amiri, goose Canadian
Rich as fuck, designer head-wraps
The crew Arabian
AR Fully, telescope attached
Could shoot

you got nothing to fear
If you've done nothing wrong you got nothing to fear

Following the narrative, not the facts
You don't get rich by playing nice

change
We got soakin' wet, no umbrella when it rain
Trauma caused by adults, we got strength through our pain

We slidin' in and out, you lookin' for some

Cocaine we got walked out by folks in chains
Watching out for what we can't see like our kids is in the ocean plane
This music's like a coke exchange social

to be the big dawg
Neighborhood superstar
So you want to be the sickest
Nigga living on the Block? Shit do it
But before you start let me talk to ya
First

on my mental PTSD
Kicked in brutally
They tryna buy our soul then A&R them judging who we be
Who really care
Who really there And who really fair
So

God has a plan, as the Bible unfolds its wonderful class through his message and property
God sent Jesus into this world to be our savior
And that

power, 
W3 Family, the world is ours, 
Getting dough, 
Blowing dough like it was sour, 
If you don’t know now you know, Motherfucker, that’s me 
1 time for

[Intro- Lil' Flip]
You know how we do it man
Ain't to many people ballin like us man
I go by the name Lil' Flip
I'm in here with my dog Roy Jones Jr,

Standing on a lonely shore, beauty does unfold

Kissed by the dawning light, the sea is painted gold

Never seen alike before, innocent and pure

We

that, you ain't on that
I got the big ting, cool like the long back
You want a problem? Ayo I got that
I've got the G2 stashed in the Bombat
Yeah, tell

(Rich Jones)
Big goals
Been froze in the red zone

(Convertible cshley)
Gotta stay woke
Like Donald Glover on "Red Bone"

(RJ)
2 choices,
1, 2,
Yes,

From nothing
Nothing to life
Life to death
Nothing to the skyscraper
To the wheel and Big Ben
And back again
And back again
And back again