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window faces shootouts, drug overdoses
Live amongst no roses, only the drama, for real
A nickel-plate is my fate, my medicine is the ganja
Here's my

Project Dreamz

Field Mob

613: Ashy to Classy [Clean]

2000

outdo's come in I heat ya
You ain't gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. ya

Don't worry 'bout that burglar comin' to creep ya
He trapped by alarms

Project Dreamz

Field Mob

613: Ashy to Classy

2000

When it's cold outdo's come in I heat ya
You ain't gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. ya

Don't worry 'bout that burglar comin' to creep ya
He trapped by

my lungs
Starring out the window a sign I need me one
Have you ever had to wonder where your next meal coming from
I'll sleep on the floor all I need

out then I'm pulling the trigga
Real top boys deliver cack four killer
Live and direct if they try and block shots
Then I pass to my gena let em eat

hail, and I'll hail, and I'll hail
Daddy, what you doing downstairs? Can I come down
Nah, son, I'll be up in a minute
Flashback to the months before my

on beast mode
My niggas winning
Some blue doc and some weed smoke
My niggas winning
We still live by the G code niggas winning
My niggas winning my niggas

Money Dance

The-Dream

Black Market [Deluxe Version]

2015

Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer

with everything I touch,
I want to heal, I want to be whole
I want to live in a world where fear is obsolete
Where my blackness is not a crime
My goal is

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

dead
Just getting by
With my trash pick friends
I don't wanna stay in my head
Take my hand and I'll take you in
I don't wanna not want to live
Taking my

(Life come go)
Thats why I drive so fast
With the windows low
I said
Life come, Life come
Life come go (Life come go)
You could live life fast
Thats why I

it close to zero
People come and go when you belong to the street show
To make it in this world you gotta live by your own code
Black and white Camaro

like phuck the world
Live the life on a sports mode

After meeting you my life never the same
You have proven something im missing

Without you by my

Yeah

Awakened from my slumber by the thunder, lightning clapping
Raining on my window pane and praying I make something happen
A preacher's

In the back of the room there's a shadow
So why is it still bright?
There's some chains on the door by the window
Came to terms with my real life

the windows, erase all my info
Cause I'm going ghost, I'm going ghost
I'ma get lost for a while, whenever I come back I'ma go do the most, go do the most
They

meat on the street
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile
some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
So now

like no deeper underlying shit

At a live performance

I performed this shit in my bedroom
So this shit's personal when
I'm just in my room dancin'
Alone

time

Live from the Rue
Prophet Soul you know the code
Get it by any means
Before we start to lose control
Scholars spit higher learning
You can see I'm

Mr. Me Too

Pharrell Williams

Hell Hath No Fury

2006

whisperers
Choke on your own spit just as soon as you mention us
Champagne corks, kicks by Louis sports and
Keep my hoes in Pucc' and Charles Jourdan
Cop

missing
Fueled by some anger and a split decision
Missed the mission cuz I never split decisions
Live to fit God's plan, live with his god damn expectations

And I'm barely getting by

If you look outside your window
Do we see the same sky
If we're losing all our signal
Did you hear me say good night
It's snowing

Welcome, my name is Windows, Windows95man
And I only live by one rule, and the rule is no rules
(No rules)

Silence, I say, this is my time, my