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The credit they wanna get love for all of there methods
These are the reasons that they'll get remembered
How will they remember me?

Im thinking I should just

CriPin  
got some Aryians that'll Skin u 4 me  
Chop up and Blend a phony  
Hammer 2 the cranium  
If I send the description  
Raised By my Big Brother

feelings, every day and every night
Cause it's getting hard
Moving on without you by my side

Talking to the man on the moon
Can you feel it
I know we can

done I got something you can work on, yeah I do

CH
I wanna see you sweat
Something about a hard workin' man workin' all day long
Won't get no rest
When

it up, get a check and run it up
Life is good, no complaints, you can miss me with the bluff
You would think I move the work, by the way, I’m cooking

a presence like poison and barbed with truth
Dear brother, has anyone ever been close to you
And the ones who tried, yeah, tell me did you ruin
Old man take

I can't help but think that
You belong with me
When you're here beside me
I don't want to leave
Take me by the hand and
Walk this road with me
Love

Heartbroken I’m crying right at the scene
Mind always gone
So No bye when I leave
Mama don’t care
So I live with myself
Pops been gone
Made a man

things never last
That's what you always say
By the time we got to Wynwood
Well I knew we'd lost our way
You taught me that the only way to keep a man
Was

peel in our wake.

Now tell me,
where they are hiding and who is this man?
How is it,
I can't remember just how lost I am?

the east end
We making love but no ones fronting the commitment
That's fine
Real slime stay creeping
That's fine
Same mind, same deep end
Realign in

Now I'm flexin', now we're flexin'
Oh man
Champagne Poppa, The Don Dadda
Didn't believe in me, now they gotta
The Soul Stunter
Inshallah, I make it

By the benevolent, has a bit of bitterness, being a butler is not his interest
No ill will to the Alfreds
I'm merely a bachelor looking for love to be

Hear that train rollin' down the track
Passin' by this old shack
Whistle blow and it blow again
Just a lonely sound comin' through the wind

'm chillin in a cloud with a money tree
Im makin love rain down for the fun of things
And the bucks I get Ain't much to me 
Really the luck that exists ain't

as a 
portrait of a man 
sittin' on a window 
watchin time pass by. 

[Chorus] 
I'm havin' trouble findin' 
myself again. 
I feel somethin' that I 
just can't

You already now ..
With the number one Dj,
Dj
You already know who it is,
The black..you got my ..
Check it out
We have the man in the house
But we

that's a man 1
Aye i made... Of a Samsung, Nigga

But off nigga I was on when I was still a virgin
What's in yo styrofoam Wop? the color purple
Bitch we in

things, reading between your lies (Between your lies)
Aaaaaahhhhhhh 
In your eyes I see strange things
Feels like my love has traveled million miles away

Soul magnificent, this where I started

When God created light, He made me in the flesh
The caramel black man, here to free all the rest
Inhale,

does it always seem
Like I'm tangled in lust
What is it in us that gleams
As we're falling in love

Let's go slowly, and forget
About our worries
They're

the day in and day out
I punch the line, but punch lines ain't give it a little but spit shine
And perfection is made by the best of the work
Especially

huh
She aint wanna do the top substitution huh
Its that m********kin neighborhood super unh

Slimmer n***a but i still do the Gucci huh
 I love a good

interest in em
Coo by myself
I dont need no one else
Bitch keep tuggin my belt 
U gon get somethin else
Bitch this dicc aint fa sale
Fucc u thought it was
If