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muscles pay the mortgage
Money orders Corrlinks, push button Porsches
Portraits, gorgeous
Scary like the mortuary terrace, carry grudges like the rabies

Man this game so cold it turned my heart turn frigid
Remember growing up having N' getting visions
Of wanting 20 keys of coke to push it to the limit

minded I be on
Lemme remind ya I'm the one
You can be blinded by this smoke
Like a blunt you will get rolled
Move in silence you be gone
Never gone find ya

Holding onto your twenties scared to let go
Yeah you can't drink like you could at seventeen
And that's kinda fucked up if you know what I mean
That they

statement, only fuel the need to take this places
Imagine me but stunned by hatred on a daily basis
Walk a mile in my Elevens most would take ten paces
Opps is

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Big Macs
Special sauce Push them value meal to da freakin Max
D.WardTrks 
Jersey on me like my last name curry
Semi auto shootin 3’s out the 30
Never

the future the haters can’t live in

Or eat food from my kitchen or sit near where we’re sitting 

It’s doggie eat doggie fuck the shottie send the Pit in

to Duke 
Cuz I just get it how I live it, push it right up to the limit, knock you right off of ya pivot like a bouncer do

They call me Mr. Laidback, take

Love has been mistaken for possession
Every L I took was just a lesson
It's hard to not have my heart
Some where by my sleeve
But for now I keep it

You're still my idol, that's the truth
20 Years go by but 65 leaves a mark
Feeling Jazzy you said "Mamba out"
All I say is don't matter if you're dead

live alone my world has no intruders
Just like westside wrists I be dancing around all you losers
Don't care if you thrice my age I can't be paged by

she was married
But by lunch she was on the road
Her husband ain't a bad guy
But their lives were standing still
Now she's filling up
That truck

I just had the best day of my life
Driving with the end of world in sight
Nothing in my rear view look like weight
It feel too good why would I push

on paper, told my PO chill
We real both coasts, got a condo
Fiend wanted oil and fish, he got a combo
My nigga got hit with twenty
He did his time though

Rockers on twenty-three chrome
You got your gun on you
I hate it if you done left it at home
Cause six is blasting nice and fast
And better clean your

it back to the cracker
(bust) now you ain't supposed to get
Hypnotized by this shit (no)
'Cause you gon' live through all
The shit that I spit (yeah)

Hurt my heart I'll never admit it
Hit em long range, shoot with precision 

Pull up by yourself, bringing niggas forbidden 
Ballin big league  A1

Let me start off by sayin this
I mean no hate with the words I Spit
I love everyone in this story
But I gotta speak my history
One year ago we sold

to smile 
CauSe I'm pretty for a black girl
Why I can't I just be pretty
Niggas see that my heart is good
Then push me to make it gritty
Finally left out my

It all started when I was trying
To make it home by curfew
But I'd always push it because I wanted
To stay with you
And in my mind the drive was ten

much longer
'Till I wouldn't have to be so cold and somber

If teenage love is meant for teenage beauty queens
Then it's okay to live out your teens in

Dollar sign don call Bennie my Hero
Whatchu wanna do
Tell me how you move
Show me where you live
Show me how you cruise
V12 engine gotta push start
Hop out

To keep going and to keep persisting
It’s not easy to push forward in this world, is it?
I paid my taxes and sent a note to my accountant
About an overdue