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ain’t out running fifty shots
Spitting out the window like I’m Pac tell em spin the block (You heard)
Leave the car in drive and hit the lights
Rolling

the papers, you know we got a problem
To some it's a game and others the only option
The guns keep poppin and there ain't no way to stop em
Them pop n lock old

It was a matter of time and now the dial's turning
Playing Finally Famous like it was made for me 
Young kid from a city, I had nothing but myself

And You don't know what he be standing on or what he get into
And He was born to be a boy but he grew up to be a brew
Don't you tell me bout your late

with his big ass sleigh
Bringing you presents as long as you obey
So gather round the fire and tell some stories
I have mine, a rise to glory
Sitting

the same

The new night wilters 
Blue light filters
The foundation isn't good as the realtor’s
Watch 'em! 
The top rung's defined by the ones on the bottom

born of some English Immigrants
A troubled one surrounding a heart of diligence
With the news conspiracists Truth is innocence
So tell me where does

face hit
Pop em then we drop him broad day
Fuck all that late shit
Forreal tho
I got some scars that will never heal tho
Rest in peace Bordy
I wish he

Grab your shoes and grab your board
Never been to the beach before 
I've never been so fucking bored
Can we fit inside your accord
Got some CDs for

Y'all thought the chrysalis was dud didn't cha
You been snoozing for too long
But i tell em that i'm golden forever
Haters always wanna try to ride

When you lose your mind, you got nothing else to lose
He wan' kick it, make him pay a fee for a few
Wipe the chips off my shoulder, tell your nigga

here for cash and not food
and then the lady shoved a big mac in his face
by the smile i could tell he loved how it tasted

Kyle
forgive me i was so

don't even realize
The R influenced
By everything that E doing
Even X couldn't think of a way
To stop the music
Somebody Tell Em
SOV
I'm not gone lose it

also on my skull
You kick them demons out my head, you tell 'em that they got to go
Treat them like some groupie hoes, silly goofy hoes
Then you proceed

of any my dawgs out the trenches
They'll show you how to push some keys
No, Alicia, I don't need a feature
I could spit ether lowkey by my lonely
I

Endless, endless
Endless, endless
Endless, endless
What is it now, 11 thousand 4 hundred
And 92 different hues
I tell ya what, that's true
But by this stage

throwing balls Luda
Fender bender call me Larry Hoover
Boot up, boot up, boot up, tell 'em voot up
Headshot straight to your medulla

remember the days you was calling me home
And I never returned
I could never just tell you the truth that my heart was so broken it burned
Carved by

college-ruled
You thought you'd try your luck with trade school
Tell me, what's a homegrown Benny boy now to do?
Ooooh, while your camera goes unused
But you

decoding
Flow Im providing I feel like Poseidon
These folks keep on biting but slow like Joe Biden
Hoes wanna ride it and say they got mileage
I just want

Uallreadiekno

Khujo Goodie

The Man Not the Dawg

on Balboa
You Apollo king
I may look like a rapper but I'm a known clapper
Cleaning out your stash
Slanging hot brass
In a class, all by myself
You slept, I

the 4
Spark up the green
I'm already on go
I'm on some
Fuck everybody shit
No I don't need no politics
Lately been riding by my solo
And I'm feeling proud

is done 

Howlin at the moon just like I do 
Tell me what this good ole boy should do 
Workin 9-5 to get us through 
You and I will always be magnolia

a pterodactyl
But ain't no GPS so I gotta know the exact route
Valentino track suit, might need some veneers
Cuz shit I put in your ears done left me with one