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name like ohh what's that about?
Thought that you would stand by my side despite us falling out
Hurt my heart to know that my own bro wan' be my bro for

Got the world in my hands like an Astro
I'm not Travis, but all of my h*es look like Kylie
When they turn around from the back though
No face, no case,

scorching, hold fire just like the sock drawer
Check the score, double digits treat em like dirty chores
Hand itching
Patience getting thinner by every minute

to drive
Right hand I'm gripping her thigh
Why don't we take this inside
I'm slick with the pipe
This shit ain't just for the night
You gotta stay by my side

Call it homicide by the pride and my pain
And my mistakes
I always fuck up man I always find a way
They always look at me in a high estate
KJ AKA

Superhuman

Andy Mineo

Heroes for Sale

2013

Him famous?
Then the cart stop, she step off, it's time to refocus,
I'm questioning my heart, examining my motives,
Why I'm captivated by the brown

skin
Far from Cleveland, but an Indian
That's casino and them moccasins
With two braids my sister did
Look rez boy savage, Macho Man Randy with his

she nasty
I can tell by your face, yeah you happy
Lick up on you tasting like some candy
Gone pick off your heart just like I'm Randy

Are you my lover?

greatness we rollin, hand hidden no showing, rules no game spoken,

Life look like a movie, man what you been doing, ever since you touchdown you even boujie

this shit check the blood on my hands
Got damn, got, got damn
I pop style while they all pop Xans
I run miles while they all run scams
Y'all get by yeah

Stand Behind the Music

Anjulie

Stand Behind the Music

2011

back down until I see your
Hands up
Hit 'em with the new shit
Stand behind the music

You gotta get behind
Cross your heart, hope to die
Splash

won't laugh at your looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need

No time to be a loser
Kennedy cougar with the ruger
OG music podcast turn into a movie
Staring ogrobkat with baby ozu
Sexy ass b**** in my jacuzzi

pocket, Larry
Send him up with the birds like Charles, Sissy, B and Barkley

That mean I came by no baby dog
Then ring it to the green light, we ain't stop

Ayo, Poetics
Bring the drums in
Yo, my family not close
You know that's just how it goes
No communication even though we hold our phones
In our hands

roulette 
No guarantees, but you get what you get (uh, look)

You niggas do anything for fame and clout
What would you do for your freedom? Might give

happened.

You attract me as if by magic.
I burned myself on you.

Hand on your heart
You mean it honestly.
Hand on your heart
You'll be dangerous to me.
Is

biscotti, it's makin' me choke
I have after parties and after parties
I'm drinkin' red, I don't want no Bacardi
When I get the kids, you look so sorted

favor 
Still I’m looked over 
Still questioning my motive 
You should look closer 

I am nothing like you rappers 
Cause I’m really active 
I been ahead

head Is out of my hands (whew)
Deal wit it I Dealt, (yeah) hard Times I felt
(Yeah) Still remained myself, (yeah) real Nigga who else (it's me) 
(Randy

my bitch Alexander Wang and Fenty yeah she think that she RiRi
I need a bitch like Rihanna
The way that I drip and I eat like Piranha
No I’m Travis she

Put into this craft to make it sound much better
Get it straight, pronounce the letters
Llegos is my name, making all these lames 
Look like coward

Ayo

Ayo, my chef been whippin' for three days straight
Fiends lined up for four houses, damn, no shake
What the fuck is that Celine on your

Tell me what it is
And what you tryna do
I ain't never caught a body but I Promise I will shoot
GSOD the gang
It's the Mob it's the crew
But I ride by my