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Left out
In insanity
Tortured by the fear that lies in me
I feel
Like a living dead
The memory of her stuck inside my head
She smiles
Full of irony

Yo, yo, what it do
You can catch Aurora right side by the pool
Suckin' on my nigga with all my jewels
Yeah, he buy me diamonds, no April Fools

Yeah,

That kinda takes a toll
A rap orphan
You know that I rap often
I’m a rap Trojan
My flows’ ocean
I’m God’s favorite, I’m chosen
Identify as a poet
I’m

other Audi my bitch got me

I hop out with my wrist rocky
First thing they think is
"This nigga cocky"
What they never think is
"This nigga got it"
Next

favorite color blue is Tiffany
I give you all the blues to your sea , give you oceans
Never give you down but you drowning more than Odeon
I done gave you

the missen piece 

Finally who I'm supposed to be 
Feeling my ghosts let go off me 
End of the road thats the goal for me 
And I that thing called life ain't

one more chance
I'm like I'm not tryna be you man
The things these fellas do for romance
You can hate but you can't stop my swag

I gotta Bollywood

inside a hemp leaf
Suck on my dick, ima take you to Tiffany's
Put it on me baby, you keep uplifting me
3am at the park we dreezin'
Working together, yea we

She asked who at the door 
But she know it’s Uno
We could do a few things by the mistletoe
It’s cold outside 
Baby poor a cup of joe 
Imma show you how

to the DoubleTree
She like designer things, I put her in designer jeans
Get it by any means while praying for my enemies
I grew up on Camellia Drive
That's the same

the Glocks , the ARP, yeah, that's my favorite gun
Bae, come smoke wood and sip this drink with me, yea right under the sun
By the time that bitch go down, yea

want to do
Inside my section and telling me
All about the things
That I can't help
Just want a man for the night
That could tell you all the things
That

Match Box Blues

Albert King

Albert Live

1979

tiffanies, you say
"I'm goin'...
And I know I got a great time, but I'm goin' anyway"
Whatever happens
(What happens?)
I gotta pay my dues somewhere

Hey Nas

Nas

God's Son

2002

gazelles don't lean on my nose
Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go
Heads turn it's a freak show
I need them to know When will they learn
Nas need a queen

got me started
Tell you all the little things and stuff that keeps me guarded
Tell you all my favorite songs by all my favorite artists
Tell you

reciting him to this day
Just trying to carve my name history
That fame won't let get to me
Got my name ringing like Tiffany's

princess cut brilliantly
I give her the blues
But all her jewels come from Tiffany's
What Pac meant by 'Thug Passion,' literally
She can name skeletons in my

But I know it just ain't the same
But I can't walk away
'Cuz you're my favorite thing
Now you've got me stuck in bed
I don't need you messin' with my

twines
That was broken by cold lies
And I am not your favorite rapper
But I can switch it up and have you go banana-nanas
Now you sitting in your basement

things in life are for free
I said if you’re coming with me
Girl for you I would drop symphonies
She said you ain’t seen my other side
I’m not afraid

had an epiphany
Know she my favorite I drip her in Tiffany
Death do us part, my bitches gone sin for me
Old bitches history, knowing they missing me

OK, You're Right

50 Cent

Before I Self Destruct

2009

(I'm rich)
Okay, alright (I grind)
Okay, you're right (for mine)

I blew a hundred G's on my bitches in Miami
They think I'm the sweetest thing

drank wah-tah like Bruce Lee
D Nasty:
Bobbarelly Bobbabaloo
theres all types of things that I want to do
starting with number 2
pull out my dick

my name, you find out now you don't know mine
Yeah, lately been acting brand new to me shawty
Have it your way and we back where we started
This ain't