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could’ve made me a corpse
Just made it by the love of the Lord
But I’m still here and I’m a hell of a force
Holding the torch
Alone on this course
Take what

cease
Getting many pieces like I was Reeses
Eating til the bell then Im going out like recess
Feel like Im in hell the way Im coming out with each sess
If

us, feel we're blessed by the lord
Count to four, finish a fifth, lay in the bed of a Ford
Fall asleep under the moon as if we haven't before
We turn

showed up
And they gave me a piece of paper
That said "You wanna come get fucked?"
Hey, I like to play stupido
And I put away torpedoes
Then I save 'em

or take lightly to that poor shit
I got some punchin' ass scammin' niggas tryna cop a Ford whip
Pull out a band, nigga
You ain't seein' me

Tie his family

it
You can't walk to these goals we Ford Focus it
Now I'm the man in the mirror had to focus shift
Better late than never, paid off the red door notice

Outlaw Jesse James and his wild western gang
Big plans to rape the bank right to the core
The band rode right into town like a twister from hell
That

rolling we getting to this dough (гра)
We climbing we  (оу) flying we up there like the crows
It’s me and all my bro’s yeah (скр) the hell you playing yeah

confused (Uhh)
Ooouuu (Ahhhh)
Beefing with you is irrelevant (Yeah)
I drop these bars for the hell of it (Stop)
Boosting you up is embarrassing cause I light

I never get lonely
I got these ghosts to keep me company
I took the rearview off this old Ford so I only see in front of me
Now the past is out

A rover
She want the cock yeah she want The 3 piece
Bounce of my top and then leave Like Luigi
Can't change my dreams make Raps and stay smart
One laser

I see
Is my all my art pieces that were made by me

Faded fucking signature
Pitter pat pitter pat
Now I make my own literature
Peter Pan bitch Peter

Girl I thought that it was obvious
You getting finer by the day baby
Aye
Aye
Yee
Ford
Oh yeah
I been on you since you hit me on that IG
Talking every

Jesus Walks

Kanye West

Streetball Classics, Vol. 2

2004

of Chi where death is
Top floor of the view alone will leave you breathless
Try to catch it, it's kinda hard
Getting choked by detectives yeah, yeah

wet
PreZ came from the lil house on 2nd
I know who winning hell yeah we can bet
Young n***a going crazy out here reckless
I he spinning I aint even

and fightings. And we did the bed event in amsterdam
and the bag piece in vienna just to give people an
idea, that there's many ways of protest and this is
one

yeah, doin' real damage
The opps that I had, they ended up vanished We do drive-bys, it'll turn to, toe taggin
Qualude, nigga, yeah, show me your manners

days by the dozen, wishin' that I wasn't (Yeah!)

I woke up and saw your face
Moving on, but still need time
I know that they'll fade
But I'm scared that

out to dry
If man are lit, then what the fuck am I?
I must be doin' somethin' right, hell yeah, fuckin' right
Heavy kettle but it's somethin' light

2020, run the map
Raw, uncut, yeah my hourglass
Don't watch it spill to the bottom half
You see the piece, now run it fast
On the tarmac, in a starter

Mind tried to resist
Heart said Hell no
My Soul settled the shit and Said let's go
What come next tho
Build up escrow
Or Set it off on the left
I

calling my phone
Everyday I'm just busy as hell
I can't take some time or spear time
To just piece up the future of my kids
Everybody now leading on me
What

I Think They Like Me [Remix]

Jermaine Dupri

Young, Fly & Flashy, Vol. 1 [Clean]

2005

brown tee
Muhammad throwback, who sport a jersey by Ali
And if he made one (Hell naw they don't excite me)
I'm all about my cash ridin' around wit

divinity, true prime
Can you feel the rosin in your throat
Choking you, berating you, breaking on your bones yeah
Can you feel the leather on your teeth