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I'm just tryin' to get it
All together like a puzzle
Birdman jr, more money than muscle

Finger nails still smell like plastic
Rubber band marks

every day of the week
Every week in the month (yeah)
Every month in the year
I’m a everyday gangsta! (yeah)
Straight everyday gangsta (yeah)
Big money

If not, stop frontin', you
Niggas ain't hurtin' nothin', no

You niggas ain't hurtin' nothin'
All your talkin' is cheap
And my veins is concrete
I'm

ever made me feel beautiful
When I'm in your arms
Feel like I have it all
Is it your tattoos or golden grill
That makes me feel this way?

Got me

'Cause you're starting to waste
Within this teenage wasteland
You will never see my face
If you don't get me out
Of this place now, baby, i'm not crazy
I'm

I stay away from cats that
Rap that ain't got traps
And producers that make tracks that
Ain't got no plaques
I'm J to the A-Z-Z, chrome Z-3
You ain't

to promote my own song
For the times that I've, like
Defended myself i'm pushing the envelope!
I wrote my fuckin' 'Run
This Town' verse for a fuckin' month!

the cashflow
The neighborhood gravedigger
Getting paid so much
All the bitches want to see a nigga
I guess they figure I'm paid
I want to get laid
Or since I got

Get up, stand up throw your hands up

I want to rock right now
My name's Vein and I came to get down
I'm not internationally known
But I'm known to get

I'm not gonna make you croon
Something else is something new
I'm not gonna make you dream
Suicide is something mean

I'm not gonna make you gruel

Can't stop
Can't stop thinking about you babe
Can't stop
Can't stop screaming and shouting your name
Can't stop
Look out boy 'cause I'm going

The rain is pouring down
And I’m looking at the window
Thinking I’ma change my ways
Somehow I do this to myself
But I’m blaming you again
And hold

see me)
Now I'm here (Now I'm here)
Now I'm there (Now I'm there) i'm just a
Just a new man yeah, you made me live again

A baby I was when you took my

a big kiss
Smooches all on his lips, she use his blood for lipstick (muah)
"You on point, Tune?" All the time, Slime
"You got a short fuse?" Bitch, I'm

They calling me a genius, it's about time
I'm like the tattoos on your mama's behind
I bounce up and down, and at the end I'mma sign
And I will

a fight
You could have my liquor, take my dinner, take my fun
My birthday cake, my soul, my dog, take everything I love

But, oh, one thing I'm never

out of poverty
I'm in my bag, nigga, like I hit a lottery
I'm in my bag like I just went on a robbery
I get so fresh, I post a pic, they think I'm

Hip hop
To the beat drop
ct the bus stop
Yeah, yeah
I'm poopin' on all my ops
Yuh
cnd the beat don't stop
(here's another beat for ya)
Yah,

or two (oh yeah)
I'm fine, baby, baby, how are you?
Well, I would send them, but I know
That it's just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you

I'm one day closer to you
Every night, I close my eyes and I'm wishin'
I'm one day closer to you
Countin' seconds like they're presents 'til my wish

uh)
Baby, don't go

I see you callin'
And I'm thankful that you're thinkin' of me, yeah (uh, uh)
And it's true, I'm fallin' (fallin')
And now I'm

out)
Where I'm from, this shit go down, a lot of niggas crash out (crash out)
I just seen my cousin cop some work up out the crack house (crack house)

cat, we attack
Where they at?

I got a pocket full of drugs
And I'm ready to roll
I got the pocket size nine
And it's ready to blow
You get your choice

is your fight (yeah)
My breath is your breath (yeah)
When you're hurt, I'm not (yeah) right

Damn girl, I'm so cute
Cuter than Justin Bieber, that's