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Intro
Kresenda (x 3)
life ender,
Kill dem

Verse 1
Squeeze trigga fast,
badness mi endorse,
Murder no remorse,
Leave them in the past, yeah,
Me shoot

machine an it’s portable

I flip the plate like a quarter would

You won’t get by if you saw the hood

Smokin on Za it was more then good

I plead the 5,

hurting myself
I can never get attached now
Remembered that I trust and fell
I'm rocking out all by my lone
It's three AM, I'll pour another
I get too used

said, you said you loved me

J davis you don’t know what name is
Taking to long to obtain this goal of mine
But I ain’t tryna get famous
I just wanna live

with fuckboy you know how I get down,
And if you mad about this this diss bitch,
Stop by next time you in town,

I seen you all in your comments,
When

get the Benjamins 
Her grind is not twenty four seven 
But that bitch on her shit from ten to six (Grind)
That be the reason that I feel the bitch
By

It's 3:30 in the morning and we still up
Just chilling by the island playing flip cup (Yeah)
Couple broads in the bathroom, fixin they makeup
Then we

play with me, they don't understand us
Paint a picture, get deceived, fuck me up by any means
They won't kill me, end this shit, you got me fucked up

from you
It's like we sittin' in a circle Duck duck and the goose
But when I get up from the floor I be chasin' the loot

I-I-I, oh-oh-oh-oh I-I-I

I didn't call dad back, fam thinks I'm missin'
Quit trippin', it's the good that I'm hittin'
It's called get lost kush
Wish everyone smoked by

and women with attitudes
And I find myself surrounded by all three, but what's a man to do
Still got a job to see through, so let's go, me and you
You're

Mic check one 
Mic check two
Y’all, where ya going? Follow me into the night
Yo, hustle Downtown for the crown delight
Get a shine on tonight in

747 

Intro 
Yuh.  I’m T Lae.  Blunt Music.  Hippy Era.  Huh.  Who the beat by? (Dante B) 

Hook  
I done lit up 3 blunts for the world 
Thats east

this ain for free hoe
Get a discount if you show you a freak hoe
Talkin' bout home but this ain't no depot
I ball like three fuck a free throw shoot like

that it ain't lockin' up
But I said he ain't cookin' it right
Get a 3, drop a perc in a sprite
At the studio workin' tonight
Took the strap off the drake

It been three days i'm still rolling my gun im keeping it close
I handle business get off to get away from the folks
Bitch ima blow yo brain off you

through shit I can't discuss
I need a load in by the bus
Ion need no love

My life Tv I need a series
Hustle hard til they come get me
I make my plays in

on Brady
Late night stalk you and yo lady
C three this shit gone be crazy
Moma they bet not try play me
Grandma they play ima bait 'em
Reel 'em in and ima

by
What's your name? (hey-ya) What's your sign? okay
I just want get high (yes I do)
Yeah with you, yeah with you
Yeah with you, yeah with you, okay
I

I AM Ready 
Written By: 33Crystal Notes
VERSE 1: 
Fuck all yo feelings
And what you thought this would be.
Can’t focus on you 
I’m too caught up

a second I been faking
Only word I know is go, these fuckers be lazy
I made 3, 4, 5, 10, fuck it hundred songs
I got a new song every other week
And all

Three hundred and sixty-nine nights ago
We were in some bar by the harbour down in Montauk Cove
Three hundred and sixty-eight days ago
The car broke

Shoop

Salt-N-Pepa

Very Necessary

1993

and you're stacked 'specially in the back
Brother, wanna thank your mother for a butt like that (thanks, Mom)
Can I get some fries with that shake-shake

momma fendi (Yea)
I don't care what a nigga think about me (Fuck em)
All I know is get the money ba-by (Get get get get get get get get)
You know what I