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Your bitch came to my house to
Get fucked by my roster
My team homie, Peewee put me on it, yeah
These niggas don't want no problems, yeah
I can see it in

Sunny Days, Sunny Days
I mean it's night right now
Umm, suttin like
Pressure on me but I'm pressing on
They can't put pressure on me
Cah I'm the one,

Luck of Lucien

A Tribe Called Quest

Anthology

1999

will go to jail
If you go to jail, then who will pay the bail?
They'll put you back to France on a ship with a sail
Escargot, Lucien, you eat snails

Luck of Lucien

A Tribe Called Quest

People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm

1990

will go to jail
If you go to jail, then who will pay the bail?
They'll put you back to France on a ship with a sail
Escargot, Lucien, you eat snails

days
I done put work in this bitch
Work like a slave till I'm ditching my piggy bank
I done put hours worth dollars
Damn I be rich by mentality, see

Luciano, we the shit
Yeah bitch, I put your pussy in the
Mail, I need to see it, yeah
Abby used to follow me on
Tour, that shit was lit, yeah
Put me on,

you had everything I was missing
It's so crazy we was close, now you treating me so different
Now you wanna act Hollywood like you wasn't in them

won't do that
For a box of yayo dirt? Sunday, I'm in the T
But I should be in the church
Tryna pray and seek forgiveness
Cah I really put in work
My nigga

would go
Any place I need
Just by my knocks, yeah

This song is a letter for the future me
If I ever get confused
With the things I see
If I ever fear

was raised to be a bitch
I was raised up in da stuy
I was a running back
And misery love company
I could tell u neva like football
They way u fumbled me

in jail for doing nothing
King of the Jews getting clapped
Like my dad Pac
Crucified and abused in the back lot
Accused of possession of crack rock

Champion [Bonus Track]

Chris Brown

F.A.M.E.

2011

what you got
Yeah, so get it in go sunny
Not everybody gets a second chance at getting money
Or even getting lucky so you gotta feel
The hunger in

cutting ties
The end of the line, don’t fuck with your kind
You shouldn’t have lied
You shouldn't have lied
I put my trust in you and yet you played me
I

there's a lot of tings we can’t agree on
You got a big tune, put me on
I’m on a showerman ting, what's he on?
Come to your house in a Ford Orion
Draw for

You shot down
What they tell me is you livin' well
Stuck in your cell
Don't get another slip ticket
Drinkin' liquor in jail
Just as well, hell nigga, I

off of that regular flight put you on a private flight
Yeah, you the best thing in my life right now
You the best thing in the sky right now
You

and putting in Mueller
I put in Rob and I take him right out
Robbing a bank because that's when I'm out
I got out a ticket and going to jail
I take out

Way More

Lil Durk

Signed to the Streets 3

2018

ain't workin' (Shit ain't workin', no)
God put me on this Earth for a purpose (For a purpose, yeah)
The toughest nigga in the room, they be workin'

three cheffings
By the time he came home, it would've been P-7
Hmp's the only time I'm watchin' Keith Lem
Won't see me on WhatRappersWore in all black

at me, but I'm goin gun happy, fuck em!
Shootin everything in sight tonight's the night to get hyped
and fight for what's wrong, fuck what's right!
And by

said they had an informant
I'm back in this caged up cell
With the apes in jail, now I'm back in this eight by twelve
See I tried to live right
But

situations kind of make me hate you, now I'm wrong here
Sent a text, see what you sayin', I read, it say, "I'm all alone here"
Up in jail, you said this,

I am a hustler at heart
Came from the dirt and turned into a star
Came from the city where everyone's sinnin
The summer's are sunny, they smoke in

If you know, then you know

Aye, you reap what you sow
I learned to live by the code
Indebted cause this all I know
Ain't showing love in the place