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heart is big, but my temper short
My soul is old, but I'm still a boy
They say the good die young, I'm asking where my homes
Oh Lord, may you bring them

Must've been about an hour and a half
Or really ten minutes, i was rhyming off my ass
Callin up his pieces, Momma Ether wasn't home
Made em bring they

confused me
Girl I know ya type aint nothin new to me
You can't leave me stranded all alone
All my flesh n bones yeah
Still gone bring you home
Yea yea we've

backstage pass
Polaroid of my home room class
Newspaper, Walkman
That’s when I found it
And I popped it in

Chorus 
That mixtape 
You used to make
When you’d

the counterfit and bands appear
All fam ain't no friends in here
If I'm coming then I'm coming high
If she coming then she coming strong
Free base I might bring it

the counterfit and bands appear
All fam ain't no friends in here
If I'm coming then I'm coming high
If she coming then she coming strong
Free base I might bring it

the counterfit and bands appear
All fam ain't no friends in here
If I'm coming then I'm coming high
If she coming then she coming strong
Free base I might bring it

get home
But he a warrior, he finna stand up and stay strong
And this a real life story, that's why I put it in my song
Shakin' peas down, I'm gettin'

granny, man, fuck the doctors

Pour it by the two, sip Waukesha like it's water Almost fell asleep behind the wheel, don't crash out like Paul walker

Need

Tour Team

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Secure the Bag!

2017

Whoa, it's war so it's on
Bring out the .44 spin
October, started the shaving ting
Never want haircut ting
I used to wear one pair of kicks for months

that's something I can fake
I am so young, with way too much pain
I could say whatever my story stays the same
Mmm no it doesn't even end there, I remember

Young man, you'd better mind how you talk to me
Haha! And who are you?

I'm a doctor from England
Where I edit a medical journal
I've visited the Home for

the years went by too fast
We made every moment last 
Now our story’s reached its end
It’s time to step out of the home that we know
And venture the unknown

bases
With my home team
Living out my dreams  
Young boss
Well respected by all the OGs

I bleed 
And made sacrifices 
To succeed 
So please
Don’t bring

way?


I've been putting everything in its place, as of late
My home, my dog, the bones of the dead around me
The furnace in between my legs
While

knees at night
Speaking tongues to keep the evening right
Spirit moves when you speak it right
Young dumb cover Jon Jon Cus we heathen like
They’ll wash

bag but don't bring shit to the table
So when I leave bitch, the whips coming with my like I'm Quavo
Ask about the Butch, he used to sell the shit by

and make a deal
I got this guitar I love to play
It brings me heaven and hell each day
And I’m tired of living and fooling around
I got to put this guitar

on the magic mile
I tried to bring it on home but never made it home alive
One last time
I was only looking for a way to stop myself from drifting over the line

me in
(They should've never let us in, oh no)
Woah
This the only life I know
(Nothing else)
Get the money, bring it home
(It's what we do)
This shit

speak when I get home

[Verse 1]
Baby can you not play on my phone
I hit it once she won’t leave me alone 
Pull up with that Sylvester Stallone 
Don’t be

pace
I never said this s*** was easy think i got what it take
I been out the mix I rather kick it by my doly
Them N**** hating on me and they don't even

paying for it
New neck piece
New flood
Can't bring sand to the beach
It might turn into mud
My brother lil' kel he blood
And milk is my cousin
Young savage

cleavage out her top got me like damn
Shorty wanna bag a couple thots
Bring a couple home in the drop and I'm like damn
While we in the club we make it pop