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years ago
Please don't hate me, oh no, no, no
1, 2, 3, 4
I don't love you anymore
5, 6, 7, 8
I've got too much on my plate
Please don't hate me
It's not

wingspan
Channeling for cold but know I'm shipment up to Hillman
Call a scholar man to the wisdom as kid I sudance
Smitten by the bite of such forbiddens set

twenty-four seven
Nightmares gonna come but you remember that nothing lasts forever

Twenty eight days, six hours, forty two minutes
Twelve seconds 'til

I done seen every environment
You worried bout the cost, I put it on without a second guess
Niggas throwing threats
You a big dog? Well do it then

this is all my plan
But when I get home imma see you the second I land
I had to step up to the plate and be the bigger man
This studio an addiction I

Catch Up

Down South

J-Prince Presents: Realest Down South

1999

from G-Ro committed to slanging blow
Doublin' dough 24-7
Fuck po-po's I'm blowin' dro out the Ac Legend
Running wit 2 strike felons
And I pack 4-4

I get up at six o’clock
Brush my teeth and wash my face
Breakfast is at half past six
Catch the bus, hope I’m not late

School starts at seven sharp

Probably'll try it and probably like it
I can't know, what, he probably a psychic?
I know a crazy bitch by the look in her eyes
I know a cheating bitch gonna

idols in Canaan
The scorching, heated, statue of Moloch
Placing the screaming child into its hands

For four-hundred years
They were warned by God's

to work at about 4-5 in the morning
I'm hittin' the door by 4-5
You know what I'm sayin'? We both hittin' after the door

I get on the bus to make sure he

fueled by drugs
Shits about to get real out of hand dog, better get ya man dog
Rap shit comes second, I'm a show you what a robber do
Mention ice one

my business
Working 24/7, working restless
Haters what I eat for breakfast
Looking at the clock and it's 4 am
Later this year money cashing out the ATM

She's beautiful

It's clear
I've thought things that have sealed my fate
To think in the first place is folly
By the time it's been done, it's too late

now
For them to fill it
It was cool for a second
But now might take a minute
Cause now I'm in the building, god damn
I'm about to kill it

I'm floating,

till the second date
By that I mean put her in my basement, wait
Giggity giggity, it's polygamy rap
Give her the lickity flickity while I'm beating her

neglected 
My mommy wasn’t present
She grinded for my presents 
Bought ‘em taught me lessons 
Tyre toting weapons
Imma follow second 
I thought that was

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you

Doa

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

the way you can’t pass like Aaron Brooks
Uh, President ride the car slow, I let my driver drive
I’m on par 4
Spit hangin' from my mouth retard flow

the flow
My poetry’s deep, seek crowns
While cutting down rapper's with a guillotine leg drop
Figure four to the leg lock, figure eights, I figured my rhymes

one fiend get a sample
Then he go and tell the rest and
That's how you lead by example
Excuses for leeches to ramble
I got a date with success and
Don't

year I pass on through to October
Feelin' much older
As the years go by
I'm watching all the memories passing me by
And at twenty-four
I thought there'd

(Patiently waiting patiently waiting
Blood sweat and tears i been patiently waiting
Patiently waiting patiently waiting
7 Whole years i been

When I'm ready to roll
If you ain't trapping by my rules
You gotta go
My boys will get you
My boys on the grind 24/7
And we ready to split ya!
My boys

and taboo
Attacked by the Malibu
Malibu, Malibu
We stuck on the Malibu
I ain't mad at you, what yo' attitude for?
Four
Four
Four
You're a candlelight
And I