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but I'm cold
Live life to the fullest This my world
Cant go 50/50 with no hoe

Damn y'all bitches I'm a Dynamite
If you Superman I'm your kryptonite

Saints Row, Toxic on your bitch playlist, yeah

Hundred fifty K, that's on the album They don't wanna see me succeed
Got em stressed out like it's David

wonderland, you can call me Alice

I do what all of y'all do and tend to do much more
After this album you can put me on the Rushmore
Ain't telling you to shut

Riding through the 9-1-4 totin' Mac-10
And by Mac-10, I'm talking bout my mouth then
These lyrics just like bullets
How I shoot you in your ass, friend

cnd July's happy flumes
Taught by the sea, driven by the brief self supposed thoughts we breathe
I open my arms, searching for your heart, opposing no

the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's

appreciate it, 'til the second one came out
So I stretched the game out, X'ed your name out
Put Jigga on top, and drop albums non-stop for ya, nigga

It's

Hard Knock Life (Ghetto Anthem)

Jay-Z

Best Dance '99

1999

appreciate it, 'til the second one came out
So I stretched the game out, X'ed your name out
Put Jigga on top, and drop albums non-stop for ya, nigga

It's

different
But it don't make us the same
I'm no saint
I'm too stained to taint
So play yourself
Play your games

I look in your eyes
I see through your face

girl
We could smoke a blunt listening to Juice Wrld
And have fights out by the pool
And dance under the moon
I really think that Im your type of dude
If

Everything I sip, got me slurring when I talk
Shawty out the window, skrrt, pull up in the lot
Smell that liquor on her breathe, with that Yves Saint Laurent
I

know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy

a trigger (Trigger)
And although you short as fuck (Fuck)
I know your heart got bigger (Bigger)
But you was born a sinner (Sinner)
Never meant to be a saint

Good mornIng LIfe
You got me wakIng up before 5:39
To run across a brIdge and draw my lIne
Blue RIver gIvIng shIvers whIle I'm strollIng by
Over my

That Spells Beanie Bitch
(Haha) (Haha)
I swear this is just the beginning
Album is currently under construction
Y'all better buckle up
Album is loading

that red album
Cover me with pixels so I don't see the outcome

Fellow don't approach me I fire
Not afraid to fight, when I see stars in sight
Trained by

assumption

Listen to my album and you’ll feel how I function

Cuz my rap career is vital and it’s under construction

But it’s just me by myself, all alone in

of y'all
I could call Farrakhan or I could get you tatted on the limbs of your friends
Have 'em cryin' like Kavanaugh
Back on my bully don't be a matador

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

by my
Since i put myself together y´all been lookin puzzled
I question wether it was you or all the struggle
Yeah i know the stank and shit that got

100

Iggy Azalea

The New Classic

2014

You ain't the type of lady that's known to fuck around
Keep your mind on your money and you ain't looking to settle down
Girl, you keep it 100, 100,

I used to work at carmax
I drove every car in your parking lot
What the fuck is that, you got to move
You in my parking spot
Made the album in

K dot dave

Watch how K dot move, something not like you
Have your gun by you
'cause niggas will try you
Watch how K dot move, something not like you

erected to be worshipped by kings
Your saints and your martyrs merely bright shiny things

So Are you ready
Are you gone
Let's get you loaded
Let's get you