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it's pro sports or rap
No disrespect... but you ain't real, it's best you stand back
This hardship I carry when I up it make a big splash
I'm not tryna

that
You had to get woken up
By a huge backslap
To the face by a case of the drowsies
Feeling lousy and pouty
Because now you're all crossed up

then send her a cash app
That’s yo bitch so I’m sending her right back
With a thumb in her ass cause she like that 
If I lose 20bands I get right back

Flippin' keys by the tons
Twenty five grand a week, fiends creep
No sleep nor do they eat
Bed around 6 feet deep

More goals to be achieved in
This hip hop

band)
I'm goin' T-Raww, skinny nigga, big bands
Happy birthday bitch, I'm the cake man (ayy)
Don't give that good pussy away to a waste man (Ayy)

You kno the finer things in life,
ya know, sometimes u gotta kcik back N enjoy that shit,
look, just relax, (roll that sticky up) summer time bitch

if you find my chain, 'ima need it back
18 karat, nah I'm lying it was 20 bucks
(One true light)
If you find my chain, 'ima need it back
18 karat, nah

ran up bout 20K
(That's a light day)
My lil' yeah in her feelings she actin' strange
Wanna fit in my schedule, I'm gettin it
baby, I'm a business man

Yeah, Nino Jay
Come on, Dream Records
Yeah, we aren't playin' son
Come on, let's keep it real, son

Sweet nineteen in the year is twenty-three
Man, I

gettin older I fuck the bitch without a rubber
Twenty twenty three I graduate it's for my father
I'ma hustle til I fall
You gone have to kill me cuz I'm

The Stately Homes of England

Noël Coward

Cabaret's Golden Age, Vol. 2

1991

The playing fields of Eton
Have made us frightfully brave-
And though if the Van Dycks have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein Grand,
We'll stand
By

got on my
Wave but I been moving
The butcher is as good as anybody
You name that's been proven (huh)
Them jail photos took me back
My homie used to cook

the reflective
Panel and killing
The informant with his job complete
He put on his white mask and fled
The scene by rappelling down the building
Back to the Cicada

Ready To jock traffic shoppers
Lookin good spendin somebody cheese

Look like they worth G's
Dress above they knee's
And g-strings up they back side

Distant Wilderness

Goodie Mob

Still Standing

1998

Street
Numbers set by stock movers, buy my tip so I can touch
Not for no print size, plate saint, white wasted H20
Four coats'll make it glaze
Beams

Highly likely to get on yuh
Put that good out
So I get back all my karma
It turn to commas
When I smoke that ganja
Start to see the greenest dreams
When I

We getting litty
Sipping on plenty
Four fifty four
I got the kush by the pound
Serving and burning it down
They call me samurai choppin it down
Back in

my bills on autopay a head hunter a call away
20k by ten am that's what i call a day
It ain't even lunch yet
Seventy five north brunch house for

the moon, so
I don't wanna be twenty-somethin'
And still in my head about
Seventeen in my bedroom talkin'
You said that by now we'd
Paint the walls of our

can tell the dope good by how the plug tape it up
Powder over the counter sack, mac, couldn't make it up
Im major league call me Willie Mays
Real shit

his tracks
counted the __ from an old paper sack
he probably said "thank you son, this is all I need"
as he handed me all but the 20 back

Chorus

If I

destination, so she been going
And I ain't gotta worry bout nobody being good
And I ain't gotta worry bout my niggas eating good
And I ain't got a word bout love

London Bridge

Yelawolf

Slumdon Bridge

2012

took a cab home
She told me I was only good for a sad song
A crooked smile I gave
Nonchalant about it
Maybe she'll come back
This time I doubt it

that shit like 4/20
And I hit yo' ass with the SIG Sauer (boom)
Had them put you back together like a jigsaw
And I'ma still bring that bacon home
I