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copped it instead (let's go)

I see my homie that died when I look in the sky (my nigga)
Shit got me askin' why
I come from the trenches where you

live in hold us down and contained
Wit' dead weights on our ankle
Sinking in the ocean
Suffocating on 332,519,000 cubic miles of water
This is the harsh

a week, with my mala beads reciting affirmations like holy rites
And still don't know everything
But I guess confessions from eight by eleven in studio

on my work
All this drilling in the studio trying get around my thoughts
I know young nigga's from the block, trying to make their way up
Got my niggas by

sellin' like dope, uncut like coke
Nigga fuck a drug, my studio like a crack house
No limit for life, tru niggas stay cut
We be some tank dawgs, and we

by the gun, so I'm a die by the gun
I'm paranoid, it got me on the run
Will I live to see my grey hairs
I don't know
Cause I'm getting alot of mean

the look in my eyes
Ever since a teen, I fiend to get high
I sell coke and sell weed to get by
Round stay fly, B steak fine
All over the scene, and scream

trippin', no, I got myself girl, fuckin' with you, I done lost myself
I'm way too high in the studio my lil' cousin in the back, we just ran outta

The runts

unavailable, she was lease me
Hop in the studio, I'm moving beasty
Won't get my unreleased and try to leak me
I get more money than you niggaz easy
I keep

can't stop me Ima do what I want to
Whippin a fast car
My driver gon speed like a nascar
Eating strawberries up in Dubai
Never slow Ima live my life

Happy Ending

Tech N9ne

Killer

2008

Alone in my bed with a gun to my head asking where is my happy ending
Yea

[Chorus]
Tell me who it is
What about me
Where is my happy ending
What

That Power

Childish Gambino

Camp

2011

stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I'm

that we had when we were children
Lil nigga serving fiends, got the studio in the kitchen

I was just in elementary, my momma start bitchin'
'Cause

Going live, on the camera, in the studio
I’m sippin’ right this pineapple Fanta turnin’ purple
Winner’s circle
Dusty boy, that’s the gang, you gonn’ learn

Valuable Pain

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Realer

2018

twice
Instead of doin' what's wrong, lil' bitch, you do what's right
I feel like fuck live in disguise
I showed my wrong, don't hide my right
You saw

opps dyin' them niggas hoes
Duckin' swervin' through the road, free the gang down the road
Fuck the pigs no rodeo, I'm up in the studio
finna make it hit

switchin' up that's gang gang
The money change people change game change
Me and my niggas we be on the same thang
You can't ride with us you aint in the same

to hop for cars my nigga DJ Q
told me come on through 'cause he got a gang
of bitches that was down to do
Keep it poppin' since I'm from the big LBC
that's

klädsel wo
Ja ba wipp wipp that in the studio
Nu dom pumpa vår musik on the radio
My heartbeat dunkar de är min stereo

Vi är limitless mannen vi är 444
Vi

Baddest nigga in the pack and I work to get my loot, shoot

I'm turning heads like a handicapped prostitute
Son, you gotta believe me that I'm a be rockin'

on
C-C-Can't wait 'til I see me a mil'
JBee's been hungry for way too long
And I been through so much shit
Can't you tell by the pain that I put in my songs

Oh My God

young thug/artist/lil keed

Oh My God

2019

your momma you were gon' see better days (ah)
I'm in the studio workin' everyday (everyday)
Don't play with the gang, we sendin' shots everyday (frra,

Yeah
Mic and the drum pad
Fit my studio in the backpack
I was that kid watching MatPat
Now I'm that kid in the top class
Now I got wine fill a tall

I Told You / Another One

Tory Lanez

I Told You

2016

thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda
Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
I told you

Hop in another one nigga
Get