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,thoughts of robbery snatching purses 
Nickel and dimming to many transactions person to person so he
Got in a lane that would work for him 
As a bum he had

was 14 with 14 steady pushing 8s
How you in ur 20s w no money but you partying
How the fuck you always turning up with nothing to celebrate
Always down

files on sci-fy (scully)
College, I apply
Eight years went by
Long days, long nights
I tried, I cried
Chased degree, you want slice ? (you want it?)
Hands

the bank teller bitch dont call me, (don't do it) 

Posted in the wind, by the ocean wit the rastas, 
Do it for my niggas tryna get it out the bottom (Off

Baby, I been on this shit from the jump
Know that I speak in 20 different tongues
Think I'm a bully? I'm takin' your lunch
Fuck up the block
That ain't

hell of gold on me like TrinidadJames
Right now I could be a bum, but nah I'm balling all day
If you know me by sauce mane
You a OG you my gang
I'm not

pick your
Phone up
And see a bum just got shot
For some shit that he stole
From the shop on the corner
To feed his kids
Living in the box on the corner

I miss being six, being hugged, being kissed
Being loved, by my mum, birthday songs, christmas gifts
Walk to school, go to class, learn some math, do

There is a man standing by the corner store 
He is waiting the bum a cigarette off of me
I said, “I haven't smoked in nearly 20 years now”
He said,

just call it off

Off
This shit is an off switch
Imagine me sitting in my crib 
Getting clowned by a bum bitch
(nah nah nah)
This shit is childish
Your

my people in twenty, we still muddy, afflicted by the trauma, the hellfire
And sadness, navigated my way through the mayhem and the madness, bad bitch

a nigga that is disappointed by his mother
Lately been a free mind so I think i'm gonna start some trouble
I can see my matching twin, we got each other

you
Fuck on 20 other bitches and he claim you wasn't for him
Niggas now and days they will treat you like you dirty
Push you to the side and they make

to rust
Black clouds in the sky
Light an ink stain spreadin wide

Sunday morning paper where they spelt his last name wrong
Survived by bums and bachelors

2.0 Big Deta stepping In 
Got BDE I might it take for spin 
cll eyes on me big body like a Benz 
Please shut up cuz my patience wearing thin 

cin't

from the era where My niggas love to get low
Don't give me that family, Roof is by law I smoke that Good shit, watch a real Nigga

Flow
And like 11-5,

Down here I ain't nothing but a bum
But up in Sing Sing I was on the ball club
There ain't no job here I'm rightly suited for
The army won't take me

broke, then the bitch swear the lil' nigga lame
I cannot beef with no bum, bust out the chop, get to beatin' like drums
They say my niggas a run, we gotta

keep it comin
Rollin up some za 20 spliffs damn I'm feelin numb
From the bay so the flavors comin by the hundreds
I can't tie her down she doin what she

Aye
Y'all know who it is, heheh
And if you don't ima let you know
Yeah where I come from you know I like to gun bums
I fuck with sticks at MCs,

em use too be my dog 
You was in my left tittie 
Stayed down nigga 
Thought that you was riding wit me
Never thought you was a bitch 
You was by

you
These bullets might fly through
I'ma get your mans oh they goin' right by you
Man I'm not tied to
Not reppin' flags, neither crippin' or pyru
Get

I'm am yellow you are green
Just two circles side by side
I don't think that you know me
We have have that in common
I hate my handwriting

650 for a tee, just to wear it once
I ain't getting no hotel, just to hit her once
Niggas get shot everyday by bums with a gun
Wanna kill me bout