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know when you're so damn tired in your house
But you can't sleep 'cause you got pendin' cases
I used to love temptin' fate, but now it's temptin' faces
you can catch me hanging out with my woe-days
And since I'm single we can kick it like the old days
Project-x parties shut down by the police
And when
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
And to congratulate you I rented u a limousine
Deals on wheels so
Bring your wallet
The studio is mobile
Got ya bitches nauseous
Sea sick from the kick and the snare
away
But you're about to get paid
You told girls I was wack
Shouldn't have did that brother
Look, I'm King tee and my payback's a mother
on the shelf
Do they call me crazy because I like black
I wear pentagrams and I give people heart attacks
When they walk by and I get stink eyed
Next thing you
Young nigga
Get ya racks up
You fall down
Get back up
Let me know you ain't playing
They going have to call
Back up
I'm by myself wit it
But
up my trash, no
But I don't care about a thing you say (Na na na)
Because I've been living my life like this everyday
So tell me this gets better,
'Till those hopes are just so much popcorn
For the pigeons beneath the 'L' tracks to eat"
He said, "You know, I'll never see Wrigley Field anymore
edit you
I don't know what vegan Detroit vegetable Dr. Sebi diet infected you
To think that we share the same metrics or somehow I was less than you
the scouts doubt my ability
Those who high and mighty supply me with risibility
You so silly G, you could never fuck with me mentally
Intrinsically I carry
H&M & APC they hate me so much
They always tryna erase me
Harvey Spector in music just winning
You won’t learn me i’m here to play the man
I don’t care
Getting wavy shotting to these little chiefs
Smoking good Keith
I fucked your bitch before you licked her out
She pissed me off so I kicked her out
Now she
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I sell and I cop shit
Like Father Like Son, well, I was adopted
I told the Birdman, "Stunna, give me a chance"
But I don't even wanna tell you what
Isle y'all, longevity sustainin' my celebrity status
From AM to PM, you see him on file y'all
I was told to step righteous, so when it's done
Everyone
'Till those hopes are just so much popcorn
For the pigeons beneath the 'L' tracks to eat"
He said, "You know, I'll never see Wrigley Field anymore
a kid, my mama used to tell me..
Don't be So Bad, don't be So Bad, don't be So Bad
When I was a kid, my mama used to tell me..
Don't you be So Bad, don't
to God when he told
Me don't waste that gift
To inspire with the fire I spit
I'm tellin' you now go save them kids
And be a role model in life you live
just wanna read between the lines, where the details
I told you I win whenever he fails
She says he says- I don't ask when unless its Wednesday
Y'all be
already saw three years ago
And wacky badly Photo-shopped billboards were never that amusing to me
And I just can't believe you believe those urban
to crashes
My favorite peer-to-peer Frostwire is also included in this category
Every time, and I do mean every single time, it's updated, something is
So I'm getting with the Aughnacloys
And if you haven't then don't knock it
Coz you're spoiled for choice I gotta
Load of prospects, options open
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
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