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that'll cover mortgage and anything that a nigga need to fund how he wanna live when hes wondering and I am not getting any younger, feel like priorities

time like there's two of me in a bitch
Double (Ooouu)
I do what I do and I cannot be sorry
If that shit don't move me then I cannot be bothered
I

that no one could ever take from me
And watch these niggas gon' see
They gon' witness what a nigga gon' be
But, right now them niggas ignore me before I

evidence
All I know is I ain't smoke a rello since
I'm paid leave me lone ya don't know me
Ion wanna know you, ya can leave me be
I'm a stick by me
I'm

wants

My heart stops every-time I see you pass by
You've got a hold on me and I don't wanna ask why
I know they're trying to paint me out to be the bad

YEA
LEARN LIFE COS LIFE LEARN FROM STRIFE
IT'S THE LIE FOR EYE OR THE LIFE OF EYE
YEA
It's 2:46am You probably BE sleeping while I'm making this hit

I never will be last
7.8 and I'm somehow the best
Gotta spice things up gonna add a little zest
She wanna ride my dick so I said okay
Now she's

maybe even since like 2009, said
Imma be famous at 26, hope I can make it past I-dont-wanna-be-the
Only one that's gonna miss out on the life that I'm

at the same time like there's two of me in a bitch
Double (Ooouu)

I do what I do and I cannot be sorry
If that shit don't move me then I cannot be bothered
I

it
Later on in life, we'll all be bois like nothing ever happened
I don't wanna be a lost soul, wandering around
A bunker in the ground, scared

some good Wock
And it healed up my scars
I be feelin' pain
My mind be tied up
It's like I'm caught in chains
These voices say wassup
They take over my

Tell Me

Desert Eagle Discs

Ugodz-Illa Presents: The Hillside Scramblers

2004

bars perfected, can't be injected by needles
Breeding eagles out of Park Hill's hell hole
Where souls get sucked up, and shots turn your bones

know without u Its the end of all

1, 2, 3, 4...
Yeah
The highs and lows within our lives they all just come and go
I stared into your eyes it made me

Chase, chase, chase, chase the bag
Live and die by the cash
My ceiling made of glass
Hop right out on they ass
You know Lou swing moods when I'm hot
Come

to my ground the opps know not to pass here
Uh and I'm chillin' by the pool
every single day man where the fuck is you
I pull up to the jet and they all

problem solvin'
If ya wanna run, find out where ya mom is
Take it another step, where ya grandma live
Find ya whole family, even the small kids
Tell 'em

me three new geeks
Know all my songs by heart, and the only spit must be my wifey

Claim Im A, asshole, but still call me, why do bitches like me
I

looking faded
Won't speak up if there's an issue
Cause they're soft like toilet tissue
In our presence y'all quiet
But once we leave y'all start a riot
Just

Do you hear me, Do you feel me, We gonna be alright 
Swear to god if a nigga every wanna fight
Or aim for the homies Imma make that bitch cry like

If I make it out alive
I’ve been trying everything to get by
Damn it’s so hard to catch a damn vibe
All the attention whores wanna steal the vibes

in my zone truly 
She wanna fuck but she got a man that don't mean nothing to me
Baby you somethin to see can't take my eyes off you
Niggas b r o k e

Man I wish that I could just be so fucking dead. 

[Verse 2] 
Thoughts in my head, yes they drive me insane, 
Take me to Arkham, examine my brain, 
If I

tremble 
The morals best be the compus the story won´t be so pompus
Enormously honest you wanna bit the apple through the skin
But normal is to respect

a butterfly and sting like a bee
I know you're underestimating everything that I can be
But rap is just another subdivision built upon my street
They say "you