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thought you would be my
I thought you would be mine
I thought you would be my
I thought you would be mine
I thought you would be my shawty
And help me get

Comrades and commas I brought a few with me
Guarded by them angels I got a few on me
See baby the innovators we the new Army
Plus I paid a half a ticket for

Verse 

Meet Kentuckiana jones 
Mr bad to the bone
Ain’t you happy I’m home 
I happily roamed 
With Nappy it’s known
We’re taking every city by storm
Im

off a CP, no Chris Paul, I get it off
For my future and my loved ones, nigga I'm a risk it all
Broad day, face shot, shouldn't of said shit ‘bout my

niggas gon hate
I'm gon stack my paper sit my '71 on '8s
Pull up in the hood get my
Car washed by my babe
Stay what's up to Steve
Texaco shawty straight 32

the fall
Yeah, I'm just tryna make it Tryna get rich like my name Peter Paul
Yeah, I like diamonds, baby I call up Johnny to get him installed
Now I don't

in tongues but I'm not above it
I'll give you everything baby I'm justice
Plato's my nigga I read my republic
Anime figures without all the ta tas

Getting paid cause of streams
NC Saturdays, I'm on a streak
In a class I had a dream
See me now I'm on the scene
Fam is proud also the team
Get the win by

the force is strong in me might just lift you and choke you by the neck (Jedi)
Watch and listen closelyy how I demonstrate its effect

Who lives in a rock

and the prisons is packed to capacity 
Section 80's baby good kid mad city hair is to nappy to use Sean Comb 
Just ask Diddy No more yo MTV raps or Rap City

around me
Bad ones surround me when whey used to clown me
I'm a king around town baby you should crown me
And I shock niggas with the shit that I get into

stay


Written by: Sean troop

McGrady
Every time I hop up in the stu man I go crazy
I just turned 18, I'm a grown man
I ain't no baby
Yeah, I move like a don
Some people call me Sean

on the skates
You could tell by her face,
Baby know we at that pace
Jealous friends not around,
All her shawties congratulate
Stand on business,
Or don't stand

Y'all know good and goddamn well
You're fucking with a brother who ain't
Never had his hand held
And never seemed passed out
Rolling baby strollers

As a youngin' I said "fuck it! Ima have to make that dough"
RIP to Ant and Sean
Those were my fuckin bros,
Why my homies have to die
Why them caskets have

dwelling in
Through spill blood and weapon hits that pain we spelling it
Unjustly paying death price they still Sean Bell’ing them
Young talented princes who

shit by myself like fuck a manger
I still don't know who the fuck that was following me in that challenger
Duck off for a few to rebuild my stamina
Came

5 mill' before my daughter turns five
Dive games with Hit-Boy in videos with Big Sean
God
Baby I'm outside ducking an omen
The last breed, I am unlike

politician', Ronald Regan
I know God can't even save me In that car, drug we face
Bigass chop, make him lazy He lay down like he sleep
Three pounds by the end

to the bahamas 
Gotta thick white bitch kiss girls like madona
Terminate the pussy call me Sean O'Conner
I get pussy money weed like Dwayne Carter
And if my daddy

the whip, yeah
9-4 Said Kis get with that art shit, yeah
I'm pulling up on you at the crib
Matching shit
Talking bout how we gon get shit lit, damn

Man, RIP

making babies
Too much sugar got them going crazy

Uh
Rocking Sean John, the beat is hardcore
Formulate, evaluate your mind state
What you know about that?

All in Together

Skyzoo

The City's Favorite: The Mixtape

2006

The random axe savages that's pompous
We body a rock star in broad daylight
Tell 'em rock-a-by baby, till they all get the concept

Chip off the old block,