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be a mom
Just turned twenty-six and I can barely feed my dog
I used to put down a Big Mac and some fries
Now just the thought of it will go straight

brick and fucked it up, 'cause I rushed it, ah (swear to God)
Two ounces bagged up in twenties, I'm disgusted
When Neiman and Johnny Walker raided

Not Yet Free

The Coup

Kill My Landlord

1993

motherfuckers in the cold 
No need to be told, cause when you got a million po' people 
Gettin ganked, by a few that are rich and evil 
But it's illegal,

Humvee
Twenties hit the deck
Ain't no telling where my hun be
Till she hit the set
I coast the city streets
Middle of June the city heat
Got my sidity

Everywhere I go, got, ha ha
Everywhere I go, got ha, yeah

Everywhere I go, got blicky on the side of me
Looking rich as fuck
They think I hit

probably already be rich in trap game
But I don't wanna get stuck in the cypher I kinda like a lil challenge & I get that as a black man
I'm trying not

Verse 1: Big Gipp

It's a stray man, living in these veins man
Suckin on a piece of sugar pain, chucking chains
Take the wind out thru
We never wash

to getting rich
From wishing we were born with a better fortune
But I hold my fate in my own hands
No more little kid's games
Shit I'm a grown man
When it

working 
Always working 

(Verse)

I’m ybs I go by skola I put that work in
I don’t trust these bitches 
I don’t need no hoes 
I just be flirting 
Riding

Nothing.
	
Now this is the new thing. I fucking hate this. You need a religion, asshole. You need something. What are you going to do if you get attacked by

LA, my life a movie
Aye big Bnb shit
We gon' fill 'em up with groupies
Niggas said they on my head, well, nigga
Shoot me
2022, I'm taking over, bitch,

a feather
I fuck the bitch like the other bitch better
I'm twenty years, tryna get it together
She like a dog, tell her ass, I'ma pet her
I feel like Durk,

Like motherfuckin' sheep"
And I'm tryna be a
Rich nigga before twenty-three

And this shit is killing me, yeah
Say you want my time and I
Swear that shit

ting

Half a brick, it made the papers
Put it in the press, made a clone
Young and rich, blame the stove
Old school 12, it folds, snap it
Put two in

& Wes
My twelve years old addicted
To alcohol, drugs, and cigarettes
(uh) i led a moviе life
See me doing a jewеlry heist
By fifteen, no lie
I was

double trouble[01:38.41]Flip bags till I'm rich, that's the opposite of fumble[01:40.71]I get dough by the dozens, just the way my cookie

Everyone will know my name

Like movie stars

(Breakdown)

I got rich goals and big roles to grow (yuh)

cll on my own for clout and exposha

Need, green

a flame, this the coldest pain 
A lifers in the yard hiding his tears saying I hope it rains
Your big homie said blood keeps spilling like a open baby

Clap Yo Hands

Yukmouth

Thug Lord: The New Testament

2001

puffin Havana
Bring ya drugs to Atlanta if you don't fuck with bammer
You only fuck with chron', be poppin Cris Don
You rockin Big John's, your watch is

with like 20 years in my vehicle (in my what!?)
Top down while I'm switchin' gears, new Beemer coupe
Even if it ain't on me, you know it's always

We Will Survive

3rd Coast Dynasty

The Arrival

2002

Still somehow I believe, we always survive.. but why?

[Nas]
To my dogs, wherever you are

What up Big?  You know shit is rough after you slid

rocks, by my belt loop it's a Glock
All these bands you see me pop, you disrespect? Them feathers drop
I see you talking 'bout big money, boy, stop