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was a zero
I came in a no name but leaving a hero
My songs getting played like a
Nice guy in high school
Your album won't even hit singles
I hit the top

stayin
Can miss a paymeny
Might hit a lick with a stick
Nigga that life isnt it
Aint that a bitch
I light my blunt by the stove
Homies keep heat on they

you don't like this verse I think my heart it will burst
But girl in my life I want you in it and with you by side well this tiktok mission well I win

Now they both hit me up
See I got it like that
Got some top from her, but the way she drop it like that
Bitches all on the line
I got em all on my mind

live my life 
everyday is grind and shine
Baby Kome on get it right
Kause we only one life (2x)

Lost my moma at 12
Earn my pops 19
Nappy head jitty bug

My Crib (Album Version)
Written By Orlane Fernandes
Performed by Staalin
Chorus
My niggas doing it big/ you know what they holding,
Rolling that piff

hustle UP!
I do this shit for them
Niggas with the zip-lock bags
Just keep it bundled up!
I see you daddy - hit my numba up!
I tell yo people get with my

Yeah this song is just really how it started you know what I'm saying like
Crazy shit just goin on everyday in this world you know what I'm saying

sleeping at night
Look in the mirror
Wonder where did my anxiety go
I kind of miss it
I guess this is like the highest of lows
But I ain't worried years ago,

new style
My old girl dope, but I love my new girl
So when I'ma slow down this merry go round called life
I was a youngster with a fever, moms

Rub a dub, if your bitch bad we might hit your girl
021 man, yeah you know the deal
What's the motto? This is Ace bitch I keep it real
I got, I run it,

Quille
YQ
Ay ay
Yea yea yea yea yea
Let's go
While my life full of is hate
These bitches say they love me but I know they full of bait
They use me

just reverse
Got a pretty fucking Mami you can call me Uzi vert
When she talk about the Gucci Prada bag get off my nerves
Imma do this for the rest of my

knock life that I'm living
And me and the slimes aiming for the win
This is where it begins
Ima leave behind a legacy for my next of kin
I'm just tryna

congratulate my hustle
Got them stacks all in my duffle, I ain't braggin' about no couple
Baggin' up my bundle, I'm just calculatin' up double
Album out,

go
My insecurities are calling me
Kill the beat casually
In this casual tee, stacking casualties
Album 2 talking to the demon next to me
That's true

again
How to be a millionaire
It's getting harder to call a friend
Too many hidden agendas
You 50/50 with your character
My life is on the line

this generation has voices, they are poor and shitty
And I’m not tryna fit in ‘cause the norm sucks
This is my only life and I can’t have it torn up
By

Imma king, call me Chris Webber
I ain't even know the bitch, my album cover on her header
I drive my car down the road, ya boy a bike peddler
Even tho my

skin hoe who speaking Geechy
Understand this life ain't easy, my other man price is easy
Got a plan for a plan for a plan for a plan for that man,

this Buick, man get Scooter on the phone
I'm like a NBA coach, cause I keep shooters at my home
All I know I never seen his face in my life
Street

get this bread
I’m a lot like that one cup that is red
When it get tense i’m gonna win it’ll pay off
You gonna choke like the saints in the playoffs
My

subconscious
I am the Loch Ness
Every lost dreams sponsor
Product for my environment
Equivalent to what God is
Life’s a bitch
But happy wife
Happy life
Dreams

Hands of a Dead Man

Master P

The Ghettos Tryin to Kill Me!

1994

I must be daydreaming I'm thinking about my bitch 
Til this motherfucker woke me up and cough quick 
And as they checked me butt naked and balls