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artist
You're a little man, no spine, little bro artist
And I ain't making any small talk when I'm the bigger man
Used to ride a Razor bike around the cul

just a formality
Making a change but doing it casually
Of my own range I may be a casualty
Life ain't so strange with my family
I will sleep for

100% of my master that's why I get all what's mine
Now I think I deserves good things only because I be making bangers day and nights

Like I said before

crib all day, making plays 
From my bed, but don’t shìt where you stay don’t let that go over ya head 
Best believe im about my chicken bout my bread

are captured into the sanatoriums of today known as the prison system
Living a life of either slave labor or just being tortured by solitude

don't look
Too much bleeding
I'm just keeping it moving man it's a proven treatment
No off days, what I do all season
Every track gets slayed
I'm Rudolf

for free
So don’t you pity me
I may not have a lot, but I’ve earned what I got
‘Cause my mama raised me, and i’m just like that lady
Life ain’t always

to your new found crowd
With my eyes turnin' black and blue
He was standing there laughin'
I knew it had to happen
'Cause he's a bitch just like you

just tryin’a hold it down like a boss
But this ting done got man under the kosh
My visions mad fucked she’s making me rush
Young Diana Ross, backin’ man

play
Coach subbed me in just for my last game
LTS blowin' up, he got mad plays
Walked on that bitch dead last, I be mad late
Shot that nigga three times

A lonely mother gazing out of the window
Staring at her son that she just can't touch
If at any time he's in a jam
She'll be by his side
But he

every garrison
hmmmmm
when you feel hope is lost
ayyyyyyyyyyyy
dont give hope never stop try
hard work a the key to sucess

from box truck days

days I just keep hunting I just like the feel of it
Talking it up then I blow your shit back
Don't give fuck you should know by the rap
Eight thousand

isn't hormonal
This is love; Pragmatic
And scheduled

Do you like this lingerie I bought
I got it on sale
3 for 2 at Marks and Spencers
I thought it was

the sounds that were
Made by the body brigade
Made my marrow chill in my bones
So if you're passing
There about midnight
Just keep moving along and
Whistle if

just to get attached
She had a war with your heart and it got attacked
Damn, ayy, why she do you like that? I know you feelin' dumb
Boy, get your money

you won't guess
I'm clueless where this life will take me next
I just know that every move I make important like a game of chess
So I gotta play it

popping
You got cash? You should go"
'Cos tonight it's just me and my video games
Got no plans play 'til three
Man I'm feeling no shame
Getting body cramps

awake

You squeeze my hand three times
And everything's alright

You hypnotize me baby
You're the only thing on my mind
Feels like I'm going crazy
Every

mind is open
They start to notice
That I'm in motion
There is no potion
You're not just chosen
It takes devotion
To stay composed man

Never stop

nigga lets go

Nigga, I pop three percs and go insane
I can't feel a thing
Been fucking her soft for days
I piss in your face and say rain
I ashed in her

But the darkest nights will always be followed by light of day
I've got some issues that roam inside of my brain
They always get you when you are low

Vivo a mi ley without breaks, what u say?
Tengo una cama pero quiero ten
Sigo en mi shit aquí day a day
Veo el futuro Yeah I know what is next

¿Que

sinners get distorted
By heavens little fortune 
It's solid as you want it baby 
Walking with no aim 
I full on fulfill my plan
cnd the bitch in you will