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display the skills
Next year Imma seal the deal Imma show all these niggaz that I do it foreal
Momma don't own a car how that feel seeing her walking up

I feel abandoned 
A***d out like I've been left for dead 
I feel abandoned 
Even my thoughts have left my head 
I feel abandoned 
By each and every

a strong way
But I've been driven by attraction
Your body is bangin'
Baby I love it when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy
Now tell me how you want it

it, wanna get you high as the ceiling

Levitate with me when you hear it, run away with me
Let's just do it when you're cruising, feel the music, fk

Someone who's waiting my touch my kiss it feels
I can truly trust again
It's not you who I will till the end
Oh
Walking by myself
Looking for a place

hot bologna
F**k your girl all day until she got hungry
When she with you, she feel ashamed
I'm medicine because I take away her pain
I say this is what

I am not rich but i got a lot though
I am not rich but i got a lot though

Mind is blocked thinking capability has stopped
Watch how i walk away

Try and kill me you'll never succeed
Try and kill me you'll never succeed
Try and kill me you'll never succeed
I'm trying to rich in spirit and Ps

damn, most these niggas real fans
I just did this rapper shit to show you how I feel, damn
Now I'm eatin' steak and lobster, 'member eatin' real SPAM

of lemonade A yo my potential so bright man I just Gotta learn how to play this big game called life it takes you to your lowest then takes you to your highest

We just talked and talked
Told you bout what I liked
Told you how I feel
It was not the same
My feelings were real
I understood everything
I guess you

fumbled 
But just look at where I got to 
If you got me then I got you 
Feeling real blessed m*********er ah-choo 

Trying to turn a broke whip into rich

a syllable
This a Breezy beat, write my sh*t, this original
In control, I run my sh*t, no subliminal
Who the f**k you know, bought four cars in a year or so

You think I'm scared of death
I've done it a million times
And I'm f**king great at it
How many times have you died

And I feel born again
(Yah hey)

know the shore in it
Yea
2 Fast you know we gon get it
Stacking them digits
Focused like quidditch
Ain't ready push it
Blacking on tracks they love how

mountains strictly by myself
Went and moved on without asking how I felt
F**k the odds I gotta go against just play the hand I was dealt
Grew up in that fire

When temptation's enough
Forbidden fruit gon' get plucked
You've been touched by an angel baby
Frustrations keep adding up
But you ain't scared to hold

Tell me if you feel how I feel
Put your hands up if it's real
Tryna find balance in my life
F**k that!
Keep them bottles coming on ice!

I'm just a boy

And these n***s try cloning the swag
But don't got the heart
They really fa show

F**k it if we done got a reputation
Feel like the greatest rapper in

sure that you'll never get enough
You can follow how I see it whether it is calm or rough
A year I got stuck but now I don't give a F**K

I had lucid

Murderer

Buju Banton

'Til Shiloh

1995

Murderer
Blood is on your shoulders
Kill I today you cannot kill I tomorrow
Murder
Your insides must be hollow
How does it feel to take the life

but there's one up in our streets; 
Sometimes it feels that's exactly how it be when you're living day-to-day in the land of the free; 
In a land where

me chills, uh, yeah, that's how it feel
Too many thrills, uh, yeah, I need a medic

Girl you give me chills
Stay by my side, and I'll keep it real

Like Curtis Imma get rich or die tryin. I fell a few times
I never gave up
got up
got a pat
get the hood
made up.

Hook:
It feels good
I still get love