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concerned by rumors and gossip About the prodigal
Playing with Caucasians to hurdle my every Obstacle
Now don't get me wrong never hungered for Quick success

buddy’s but the fake got switched out
Bitches called me bummy it’s funny how shit flipped now
Cuz now they want me to beat the pussy up like I’m Chris brown

skip town
What else can I say these methods been round
Caught you with the yay must think you Chris Brown
Caught you with Kanye you out in Tinseltown

kickin’ me out
But you shouldn’t have a hard time pickin’ me out,
In the crowd,
Even my medicine’s sick of me now
Hey Chris Brown! Look at me now
I’m tryna

by the code man we don't love em we don't trust em huh
You just met the bish today already trynna cuff her huh
Hold up wait homie tell me what you

of b******* a bunch of clowns sit back watch him grow tall than I gun them down Chris Brown clip Hollow tip I need another round shit get deep but s*** got

so bad got me thinking bout kids
She check every box on my list
Hair done nails too I ain't never seen her miss
Chris brown now I'm talking wtih a lisp

Brown, look at me now
Uh, like who you fucking with
I wish I would lose to crumby bitch, that's one funny shit
I'm on another tip, I can drag a bitch by

on these dudes Mr. Brown no stand in
Catch a pussy while he by himself Chris Hansen
Playin' gotta stop it with the verbal abuse
I do what I want for me I'm

purple yellow brown
Dont Judge On No Colors
Doin MathMatics in my head all i know is numbers
And i Be With The Flock
I'm the cream of the crock,
Catch my

Brown, how i'm bouta put it down
Always been it, i ain't talking the clown
I'm the king of this, all i need is a crown
Hold on, wait a minute, n***a let me

single for a year
I ain't crying no more tears
Leaving Seguin in the rear
Look at me now, I'm not Chris Brown
Cause I'm making hits, the kind that makes my

like Chris Brown
Smack a bitch in the mouth like Chris Brown
When I'm done with a bitch I piss brown
(Woo) you heard-a 9
11? That was me
That Columbine

like Chris Brown
Smack a bitch in the mouth like Chris Brown
When I'm done with a bitch I piss brown
(Woo) you heard-a 9
11? That was me
That Columbine

enticed by full moons on islands
Filled with the loot that eluded
Troops of previous tyrant
Devious rhyming, see me when writing
Feasting with lions

up, can't ride my wave, I'll blow you down, you fuckin' clown
I'll kick a nigga, no Charlie Brown
Show my gun them smiles turn into frowns
Okay bet,

shot
I'll clear this bitch out, I shut this shit down
Yea I get down like I'm Chris brown
When that Hennessey in my system, I turn  into Tupac
I hold

Stand down, these mac rounds make ya lay down
Walk down with them shots no rebound
Yeah now, my diamonds dancing like chris brown
We had her first

feel like we won’t get bored of each other’s faces
Let me beat it up like my name Chris Brown sugar
We don’t shake hands I only take a kiss
I know it’s

Jackson, thriller
You say, "don't nobody keep it realer"
Real one, I homicide the vision
Say her name, they gon' get the business
Chris Brown, playing

reasons
why I could be with you,
you put me on hold
Baby I know I got issues but then
when I'm with you, we're laughing a lot,
brown skin girl you fine
with

ride(let's ride)
I'll be there about five(oouu)
Trying to ball like and one
Chris brown diamonds baby so they dancing
Turned my apartment to a f***** mansion

Never Give Up - Chris Tsuanna 

Composed by : Chris Tsuanna

Lyrics by: Chris Tsuanna/Julia Skils / Reine Sarina / Allen Jules 

Produced by : Master

Borden's we counting
Just a couple K to re route it
Count brown money like shit dirty
Gotta hold on to my 30
Baby drummers with the thing tucked
Chocolate