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on them, I just got back on my feet
I've never even met them but they want to join the team
I swear I'm staying solid, I'm 100 to the T
Aww geez
Working

I'll be getting high, to balance out the lows
I'll be getting by, working up slow
Every time I leave, she say why I gotta go
The feeling was there,

down, all day, all day
(Woo woo) That's the sound we heard
I ain't pulling over
Took 'em on a high speed chase
I ain't pulling over, no
I ain't pulling

Hundred times! 
  
 Careless, liar 
 BURN IN HELL! 
 I don't care 
  
 I'll show no mercy 
 BURY YOUR HEAD! 
 You wont like what you get! 
  
 Day by day I

a month
Only thing ima bring is the money
Sharper than a shank, know I get clean like im cutting
Got me walking in da mall with blue hundreds
He done missed

to no man 
That's why I stay on my grind.
These days people die young, 
See those *iggers by the conner wanna do me like Pop Smoke.
All my moves are

Fuck that talking he want his lick back tell bruh come get it from me
And you can have them packs when they drop lil bruh just pull up wit a hundred

to shoot
It be some long days 
With some longer nights 
Making sacrifices for the loot
We came a long way
From the hallways
Started kicking rhymes

often
Results in portraying of greed
I thought I was free
Behind in my standards
I could be surrounded by tweeks
Always rhetorical
Asking myself if I'm

It's a rainy night for the Bard of the Lake
It's a rainy night and it's not a mistake
My melancholy chords come naturally to me
They do to all

I’m tired of Betrayal,
I’m running outta patience.
think about me when you sleeping all night
Can you hit my phone please?
I would love to stop by

they see you well away, they race
Surrounded by a hundred thousand people but alone
But your cubicle is waiting, you can't turn and just head home

Streets At Night

PRhyme

PRhyme 2

2018

they droppin' dimes, nickel on the street shit
I learned the streets all night and day
And I learned the streets all night and day

Back

I ain't talking no cd 
Ran off with his pac ima call him a sweetie 
Bamout got the glick and it came from the 90s
He purping by morning at night ima

Mad Mad World

Jumpsteady

Chaos Theory

school life with a fresh occupation 
Without society there's no communication 
We feel a lot of hate, a lot of frustration 
But we are driven by

Laid by the gun, you're going die by it
Trish got late and I night fly
Took two and Dizzy took five
That's a total shots of seven
For my crime ties
No

she see me she step into my room
Man'a tell her when she step in you spending the night home
We the baddest in the city she messing with my crew
Every

Going Home With Me [Call Out Hook #1]

Keith Sweat

Life in 1472

1998

the game, point spread by a hundred 

Speakin' of hundreds, five's is a nice way to slide it, let's ride 



[Chorus]

understand there's better days
That I've been told
But I don't know
I've been getting told this person by person
You wanna work it then you're working
Every

I don't wanna go back to the feeling I was in dark space
I count my blessings every day that I was chosen for this fate
I don't wanna go back

shades on they face
Talking bout how they just checked up on me just the other day
And they'll say how much they fucked with me and always had my back

The days I fucked up, was hit by bad lock
This are the days that made me man up

I almost sold my soul for a hundred fold
Damn life is tough, I slept in

a hundred miles
I might fall a thousand times by the wayside
Just to hold you one more time
I would give it all away for just one night
You are one in

and I go wild
Let's make this moment last forever
By your side

Take me away
A hundred million miles
Just jump in your car with you
And oh
Turn up