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I'm finna go platinum independent, get my rap name on a pendant
Flawless diamonds all up in it, just to shine in front of the critics
I ain't like

Ford tough, but I could never drive a Taurus 'round
Ask Marlo, ask Plug, ask Baby, ask Thug
Still the hardest in my city
You know them real ones show me

disenchanted/ from life/ (beat)
Pit in my stomach/ I had to think twice/
We runnin through life/ while death walked by/
We experienced god while seeking

'm on the out with those who were in the mix
I talked all that shit and now I'm hollering at a six
What make it worst she flake not one time, but two
Lack

on the freeway nigga i'm switching lanes
I do it for the money give a fuck about the fame
Chuck in the cut we be popping champagne 
Testing your luck then it's off

Ain't taking this light like the weight of my quill
Thought it best to write what I really fuckin' feel
If this how I die then by all means kill

Every time my phone rings
I'm calling out your name
Saying why it ain't her, why she ain't called
Ain't showed up to my place
Acting like my address

want you to know
You got me feeling
Fruity
Juicy

Hi
I came by the other week and I think I had this drink it had peach in it
I don't know the name

I don't wanna see that, I want to see your smile and that's a fact
To be accepted in this world, u need an iPhone or a Mac
The dearer the clothing

making music
Start changing my mood
Speak on my name
Shit stay sleep on my songs
Nothing to make you come right all you're wrongs
Well I'm still awake
I

giving me what to eat
So many efforts all in vain, i swear i no go give up
Better better days ahead to the sky me i look up
Your blessings oh lord make i

dare you to try and erase it
Lord of the cadence I'm praying I make it and stay there
Never go blind by the rays of the shine that I'm chasing

Get money

Shower in Diamonds
From this Inglorious Bastard
I'm Brad Pitt
Don't care if she Swallow or Spit
All that matter is, the fact of the matter its
Urkel, I

was by your side, I never felt the pleasure
Alone in the room, you wouldn't say a word
You wanted to link up I said "okay where?"
Doin' better now,

ain't never heard your name
I've been paying my dues lately plus I still owe a few
Best respect me when you see me before I hit you with that flu
And my

jones on
It's ya fav
Re in act, couple scenes
From that flick
Call me by your name
All I'm saying is
I'm not really one for patience
Tell me nigga why you

And all your girls they were calling you names but I still think your fly

PART1
Baby I wanna do it like you
But it must be the things you do
Cause 'im too

by
And all your girls they were calling you names but I still think your fly

PART1
Baby I wanna do it like you
But it must be the things you do
Cause

It’s really crazy the way I’m living my life now
It’s like a movie mom’s said it’s what I should write down
That’s what I do so this track is my

of the factory
Actually tryna make my words earn a salary
Got the keys to the board so I'm dashing notes
Clocking everything, still calling me the GOAT
Rock your

I heard that you were back in town
Still I did not believe it when we met
We met and there was nothing left to say
I looked, you turned, I walked

The Crock of Gold

The Tossers

The Valley of the Shadow of Death

2005

write our names in these streets,
To show we're alive?

Well, Chicago is my home and I'll never want to roam,
To live on any sun swept distant shore.

the boat
cnd left me here to die

I would pull the trigger back
But you still in my mind
You went behind my back
Even tried to break my spine

We weren't

then Im finding a disconnection
Keep my name out of your fucking mouth ya I forgot to mention
I'm telling you I'm not the one to mess with
Might catch