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bitch I am D'Lo Brown
We go long, we go long, wide receiver a diva like Tinashe or Nia Long
Prolly get my ass beat by her security but at least she would

it up
Bigger the risk, big pay cut 
Got a bad bitch, keep her nose stuffed
Double the dose, I ain't toes up 
I'm living real fast, spin, post up 
Since

The usual nasty on top of something beautiful
Fuck the love lost
Give me my respect
I done tried and tried again nothing butterfly effect
I'm a vet
50 cal

it by request or get finessed

Hope they doc save you
Wanna shoot again
I got a homicide on my membrane
Turn dread heads into Ce-lo green

Diamonds

yeah his name I will not tarnish
These tears don't fall, they always crash around me
Until we meet again the days I will be counting
I am your living

Here We Go, Uh
Back again, badder than the last time
Must've had a past life, acting like I'm front line (Medic)
Word to Roy, Everybody Loves

Lo and behold let me flow and be bold and I can tell a little tale
That'll never get old
Photocopying liner notes
Flyers for shows
Not one to stand by

again
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah
We spinnin
Go check the way that I'm living
Niggas be talking they shit
But i see em' in person
They acting like bitches
I

You fucking me good you helping me win
I got demons on payroll they helping me sin
If he ain't outside we gon spin it again
Drive holding my fire with

out and that's no surprise though
Where my morals at, hell if I know
I'm that pen that wrote the bible
I'm elevating, mother fuck a Hi-Lo
Man, I pray

to tell truth I'll write out in these songs
Tried to play it nice on a lo-fi tape
But nobody fuckin' with it so I had to make a change
Beast mode

ceiling
I'm fishin' on IG, yeah I got them reels in
Pull up in a Gucci cardigan
Burn down the Mega Lo Mart again
Smoking on crack out a cart man
You got no

to birth that
Years later though, we living in the moment
Caught up in the young love
Kissing and the holding
Sharing lo mein, hit the A train to Rockaway

On God 
Them fall 
Not to comback 

Fa  fa fo r father 
Otu pa ni mi samaya
Abura ka samo

Fa lila 
Abruka I’m higher 
E je tura 
Living long live 
Mo ya

the summertime
And healed her true aspirations to become seen
When her father returned home to an American family living a seemingly flawless life
With a bruised

playin Gustavo

Bet you never thought we'd be back here again
In this spotlight adrenaline has me feeling zen
Holding on tight not letting go until

like I'm Moses
No chills, after the reigns of them mohit
Good heart can't be denoted by a gold teeth
A lot of pictures in my gallery everything no be my

on blackjack, cocaine, gold chains
And bitches is worthless
The essence of my habit's
Is twisted and prolific
It’s been predicted that I would
Die by my own

oh, eh oh
No time to think twice 
On the field, kick the ball
Here we go!

The park feels like a stadium, the energy is strong
Neighbors stopping by

hollow that keeps me in a suffocating embrace
A prison and a safe haven, it's always been this way

Lo, a new master calls me to awakening, I know this one