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I'm in a world where I'm surrounded by my enemies (Damn)
Niggas hate but love my style I call em frienemies
Heard you claim to be my bro, you ain't

All the Time - Written by D.Haywood, Z.Thompson. Produced by Benjamin Timmons-Connor

No need for introductions
I think we’re on to something
So pack

Taken away from the enemy's trap
The devil's den
I find myself surrounded by angels each time I say my prayers
Father forever your love is a cover
Coz' I

cans in my backpack
Lay your ass on wax
When I'm drowning in the sustenance
Boy I love it
No discussions
Your discusses ain't got no substance

If

I love Brampton and that's a statement

Now put your B's in the air
If you repping my city
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up put your B's

Look at me on your screen
I'm on everything
Billie Jean
Slide on me
You're my remedy 
Rolling green
I'm a fiend 
Fuck my enemies
Will you fall in love

it started we ain't got time to take a rest
Got your love locked down call it cardiac arrest

a stack right by the fan
Know how to act don't get blam
The bricks and the pounds coming in
Know the real meaning within
I don't do this shit for pretend

Whats up everybody its your girl Kel
And wow weve come to the end of theinvestmentand this iswhere i do all
The thank you's,all the i really

get to say
The love he never learned
He'll never know!
Ain't that Mrs. Thompson sweet
You give her one good reason
And she'll drop the ground
Beneath

you're around wants to clip
Your wings and shoot you down
But it's okay to keep enemies close
As long as you know
Just make sure you know who you're around

catch you by surprise, 
If you wake up and I roll over to the other side 
That's that Bronx love, don't let that love spill all over your shirt 
Drink

roll my window up?
The fuck you turn my music down for, man?
Can you roll my window up? Why? Damn!
'Cause it's windy!
But I love it when your hair

Love Or hate
It's your choice
Choose your side
Stick to the facts
Many will hate, but this love is gas
Bombs to the enemy's artillery stash
You think my

Favour is mine
Favour Divine

I walk in favour
I swim in favour
I grow in favour 
Favour is mine
Favour Divine

I know I'm always covered 
By your love
No

killed by my dealer
Then I come back on the opps like it's Redo of a Healer
My kink is a opp bitch always gone talk shit
I'ma get that bitch to give top in

Who You're Around

Mary J. Blige

Dreams and Nightmares

2012

you're around wants to clip your wings and shoot you down
But its okay to keep enemies close
As long as you know, just make sure you know who you're

style, Lacie
Call your friends over baby sharing is caring
Knock it out the park the home run champ Hank Aaron
It’s all fun and games leave your feelings

You
Your love it conquers my greatest enemies
Satan sin and grave they have nothing on You

You have clothed me for battle in Your righteousness
I'm

fucking knows your safe
Newport 1980s fucking loves it Almo's
Or going over to fucking Stuart Jones to get some football boots and some dubbing
You fucking

sing this song

Nigga please, I'm carefree, it's really me
Love to my brother peace to my enemies

Godson the one to blow your mind like Kennedy
Flo cold

Don't fall for nothing, she still love it
This a beating heart
I'll cut her off
If she don't accept my demons in the dark
In her mind it's flashback

Overdose

Twista

Adrenaline Rush

1997

rider rims
If it's me, hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
Crying on the phone
Ho thinking I'm in love with her
Cause she took me shopping

makin' love to the dead (love to the dead)
(Lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit)
I gotta step to the podium (woo)
I'm runnin' shit like Napoleon