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carried by twelve Time in that cell made me realize, niggas don't show real love I empty out that jet for what that make me fill that clip up Ridin'
Used to be out in the streets Now me and you on the beach You showed me love from the start aye Your body is lookin like art No matter what
again It's like ever since she left I been Running out of rubber bands Found out my side bitch got a man And my pride don't give a damn By now You know I
Gimmie one chance Gimmie one chance I'm gonna make it out this town I need couple bands Mama used to tell They ain't really want the best for you
Why am I disguised by you? Sad seeing someone overdose on the truth Fuck a pity party, tryna wake up to a view Mask my face, bust my Jewel No this beat
cover his wrist up in pictures It's a blessing all my niggas good Even the ones from the street Cause we all gotta eat So that one day they outta the hood
Joker & Harley Yeah, yeah In the darkness of Gotham Yeah, Yeah (BJ this a hit boy) In the darkness of Gotham's streets It's a twisted tale love
Pockets sad filled with blues (i got em) I like mine with tattoos (whoah whoah) I like ass i like boobs (whoah whoah) Get my cash and pay my dues (aye)
the streets, everybody know i kill these beats Yeah brotha died, he was real fly, know he in da sky I miss him every day that goes by Keep my head up, gotta get
bum crumbs don't know the Size of a block Why you lookin at that money keep Yo eyes to the plot I would show love, and supply you with a lot But I know
The streets are grimy I don't trust nobody It's evil in their eyes when the touch that money You can see the envy and the hate that's filled by greed
I washed my hands of us at the club You made a mess of me I pictured you with other girls in love Then threw up on the street Like waiting for
me? I go down the street, just to see you Not to say hi or shoot the breeze, dude But just to stare at you as you walk me by Ya see, I know you're such
nightmare They really love me from LA to Japan Did a couple million views Now I need a million bands Gotta watch who you call your mans I don't got too many
Its funny how that money make it all spin Its funny how these streets what we get lost in They wan see us in a cell or in a coffin These streets will
and wet, And you just can't get high That's when sparks fly on E Street And the little girls walking lookin' so hot, And the little boys' souls grow weak
supa fly still ice my whole band up Still hit cha man up still got my grands up And rather flowin on tha beat Or i catch u in tha street Bitch i still
him or me tonight But I need you by my side You say that you love me but I cannot say it back And I know that I hurt you but I don't know what's wrong
a constant troth Sealed by love's steadfast bands He kissed his maid and then he watched her That lonely bridge go o'er. For little, little did he think
Need to get another hit of this sexy person Baby yes I’m sad but when I see it bounce I pounce Let me get a hit of it out round by round All night
chairs out on the concrete, Tellin' stories to the stars How Geminis love wooden dragons, yeh, and how down the streets the weeks roll by The moment
buying love She for the streets Hit her once But don’t you ever cuff Bet if something better comes Flashing bands She’s gonna fuck I know what you
love while I'm here, don't wait until I'm dead Show love while I'm here, don't wait until I'm dead I'm from Chiraq, the streets'll spark, no we don't
heart cause I wore it on my sleeve Show no love to these mother fucking skeeves Saint Laurent bag she for the streets Got a new bitch every day
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