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{ Intro: } 
Cash rules everything around me 
(Yea)
Dreams they do come true
( uh uhh uh )
Dreams they do come true 

{ Verse: } 

Done with these

to treat a woman and it’s showing through
And I can shut the building down from the vocal booth
And if i’m loading up the bullets then you know i'm gonna

Live It Up
Music & Lyrics by Stavros

Life's too short for bad whiskey
Warm beer and your lies
Life's too short for all your bullshit
You better

clearly synthetic
Shooting another down its fucking pathetic
Y'know I'm in my element, when the beats elegant
Speaking with eloquence, lyrical excellence

made a deposit
These n*ggas b*tches
They music be garbage
Hang out da whip
I was missing my target
F*ck walking down
I'm gon throw him a party
He claim

staying lit bi ti lantern

Versatile with the style, miley cyrus 
My music spreading fast like a virus
Awon haters steady start to like us
Then I know sumn

I don't know how to Start This Off/
She Told Me To Write Her A Song/
I Said As Long As That Nani Bomb/
I'll Drop A Whole Tap Inspired by, You/
My

the women’s sufferage in the past 100 years laid to waste 
By the hoes with the only fans
Patreon followings and lousy twitter stans 
I’ll treat a woman right

Bitches want to see it going down like a Nitti Beat
These days God throws faith into my favor
So I don't even have to shake hands with none of these demon

and continue to be
So see how I'm rocking the hat or bucket take a couple ones or fives
Crumple 'em up, chuck it, done it
I've been down this road a couple

track, back to my old flat
Moving like it's not even that

These ladies moving crazy
When I have babies by me
Lately I've been keeping my head down shady

got some bars I'm locked down inge linako zale za quarantine
I bring colonial rule like I'm Cecil Rhodes
I'm now the boss like Rick Ross
Will never be

My favorite band
Comes round to play
Every year
By the month of May
Pulls the tune
Out of the mud
Gets the steam set
Down in your blood

Fern, Fern,

Two doors down from Bruno's
Cheffing the pies

Like Quinta, this steelo elementary
I remember at one time, I had a disguise
I was 19, but felt so ahead

straight disrespect I'll fuck em up on the spot!
Girl you hot!
Fuck these other bitches, they some thots!
Music taking off!
Drop the top in wraith then I'm

it is

I promised I'd get better
But you being here wasn't
So Ima do my thing And cop these Konas by the dozen

Keep my head down work towards who I'm

Making music for the fuck of it
Expecting come and go luck of it but fuck it
I'ma still be noting clever shit getting mental
See my thoughts n Ima

Saw the pain on ur eyes

Cuts on the arms

Sitting on the bathroom tiles.



You got Music playing on your phone

Ciggie on the floor

The rest, yea

past
Your eyes blinded by their light
Big Bang blown your mind
Gravity pulled you down
While I rised up in my gown
Stay aware of who you are
And who am I

never let me down
You never dig up my dirt
And these niggas don't know
That it's always more than music
Yeah, sticking with you
It made me bulletproof

to open up again?
I don't wanna love let alone let it never end
Yet again I've been discouraged by this broken record
Maybe I'm the one deserving of my

till his head gone
Only chance to get away
Is by the music I be writing
Always thought about flying
Nows my chance to chance me dying
Let me be sky high

Remember who I am
Like iron man
What I have in hand
Is potential I understand
What I chose
So all I go through
Is on me I
Keep walking
Stay with my
Head high

this
Making music is a quest will I ever make it big
I took that lost and sold my roley
No bald head bitch can ever control me
Bounced back 10 stacks