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the people who clueless
Move by myself cause not many can do this
I aim down the scope and I know what the truth is
You cannot hang if you not on my level

girl
Love
Just throwing me under the bus
Feelings be having me gone
Fuck with me right and I won’t do you wrong
You was in my head while I’m writing this

Competition get took out
We can take this step by step
Or we can go to your yard
You will get jook down know what i mean
I got 6 bags in my jeans
I got a lil

weighted in gold
I'm measured by what is weighing my soul down
I've stayed in my truth 
cnd stayed on the rope
I made it right through
I've made it my coat

Treat depression like a saint
Candy paint yeah I can’t be beaten
I am not a heathen
I am just a body always changing with the seasons
Stick to anybody

their crowds by the stories they'll tell
Half of the niggas that's listening to this
Gone be dead or in jail
Got a big ego when really you frail
You gotta

THE CIRCLE 
YOUNG MANSA LOVE THE PAPER
USED TO STUFF IT IN THE HERSCHEL

SUMMITFROMDANORF

AND I BE BALLIN LIKE THE LAKERS
SMOKIN ON THIS PURPLE 
GOLD KEYS

change
I'm always by your side
this is forever
Like the stars
my love will shine
next to your heart
What's all around me baby
I don't care
Your face is all

everybody can go
There's this song that I'll be doing
It's called All for Love
It's an original
It has this little thing at the end
I'm going to quickly run

between us
Girl you so confusing you must be from Venus
I think I wanna memorize your features
If this was high school, I’d wanna meet ya by the bleachers

brilliance writing this verse for you
Telling this the world that I love my momma I really do
I love you momma
In this life you my try to be high but them lows

Can you feel my love?
It wasn't long ago
That this sickness tore our love's afterglow
And what was black and white
Has turned to shades of gray
How I

I'm not a fool
Take that time you leave me with to love, adjusting how I move
Least I know I got the tools, I can't share em all with you
But I just sit

A Trip Out of Town

Busta Rhymes

Anarchy

2000

niggas be eating pasta but they love zucchini
Rocking valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em

Hot [Remix]

Young Thug

Hot

the bossman in the suit with no tie
I can't be sober, I gotta stay high
Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry
Ridin' in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde

(uh)
But I be on my pimpin' shit (yeah), check out my limp and shit (yeah)
I be gettin' money (uh), gettin' money, can you dig it, bitch? (Uh)
Hoe get

But all this money got me feeling good 
It hits like the drugs  
A man can dream 
A man can speak  
A man has rights to his luck 
So hold on  
 
Heyyo,

you think it's
Peace and safety
It could be a vast sudden destruction
Said when you wake up this morning
You better give thanks
You don't know if you

Looking at it, this the real it
And you tell by how I feel it
If I was a drug, you could deal it
Selling my tunes like a bando
Hand to hand though
And I

like
Is it wrong if I hope that there's nothing after
Stories suffer from sequelitis bro this the last chapter
At least I hope
Can't figure out how

I'm just tryna understand like
So I don't know
I don't know what's going on
But (Hmm)
Why you thinking that I'm distant
I let time go by so you can

The Two Magicians

Dave Swarbrick

Live At Jacksons Lane

bide lady bide
For there's a nowhere you can hide
For the lusty smith will be your love
And he will lay your pride.
Why do you sit there lady fair
All in

I'ma hit it better if the grudge is bigger
You can't hold it for too long when them drugs up in ya
I just know how to switch that
Might go rose gold

how i treat you Love that one dress, it's all black
And lowkey see-through Let's talk on your emotions
That you hiding, I can see through Let's get this