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come thru
She love them blue faces
Natural curves in all the right places
Bitch get out
Here come yo replacement

This bitch thought she was a wife n

not to beef
All my friends are thugs what they name us
We been clutching cause it get dangerous
What's the cop here for to just chain us
You don't see

Y'all niggas got me fucked up with this Soft ass shit man, stop playing with me bruh
Niggas know I'm the Grinch for real, dis my shit on bro
Come

casket
Filled-with their niggas scurs, sip their red liquid
Break the cups, let the city hear my voice
Tell your judge I was caught involved

Fuck them

Make it happen they living lives That's made up
Life is good feel like I'm ducking
Bad luck
There go that money running here That cash come
I'm thorough

Whatchu' know about it
Yeahhh boy
Just tryna live, you know 

I've been out here fishin' for a long time (Uh)
Tryna get get get it
Tryna get get get

Plus these punk judges running up the bail
I don't see justice when I'm looking at the scales
Never see me coming, but I'm here goddamn it
When it comes

But who am I to judge, it's art
Everything comes from a start

a pot to piss
I ain't know who my father is
But I was trynna make a name for Myself living in his shadow ain't this crazy just the life I live
I ain't God

results unforeseen

We'd cruise every night
With the windows rolled down
The tunes turned up high
Driving round and around
We thought we were free
Here in

LiE (Credo C)
Here´s the story, ready or not
Here I come, here I go, words to streets
Word is bond, better watch my mouth, but I don´t
Never been

talked
And cops prolly looking for yo ass right now
Why you come here
Man you know I kept it G my nigga
The judge gave me life
You ain see my nigga
How

I know I talk emotions a lot, but shit that's my fault
I know I sip a potion a lot, but I'm here without y'all
And y'all ain't really dealing with

That's how the cookie crumbles one day you're here then you gone
Don't go mad on me Don't break bad on me
Keep yo head up in that cell you gonna make it

and the covеnant
Get drunk off booze but the path is narrow
Hе judge by the fruit's
We got Scripture to help us
I know you confused
There are false prophets

Can’t take it no more
But I got work tomorrow 

And by the morning there’s another mournin 
Still I find the strength to put a smile on my face
Givin'

rappers
I had carats in my piece before a bud
Thurgood Marshall
I'll bang the hammer way before the judge
You 5'9", I'll make you six feet
On my cousin why

patience
Stay right here until I'm perfect, perverted, to show places
Krystal Clear, you ain't blonde, you peep how my stick blazing
Keep a Glock by my lip,

quick
Just admit, cause you gone be here for quite awhile
No judge, no jury, no trial
Welcome to my prison
Getting high when we take our intermission

For here we don't have an enduring city
But we are looking for
That city that is to come
The world and everything in it will vanish
But we'll live

the microphone let me hold that
And I'm a show that I feel the rhythm in vibe
Those who drive by park they're
Cars and come inside
'Cause I'm attractive but not in

cookie
Here comes the rain
Here comes the rain
Seeing is believing you say
I got cut by the big day
Invitation to revolution
I pull my teeth out for

we come now, here we come again
Positivity for real, me friend
No need to front, nor try pretend
Just keep it real and talk to them
One love, only One

Starting bright, sun rising I
Roll out of bed, I'm vibing high
Lick it with a flick of the tongue, here I come
Ready to get down with the Rise 'N