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promise
Now I got life and that in abundance
You can say papi gave me options (Let's go)
I love hustle like Lauren London
Used to give pics like Thomas

darkness lurks at home
My mindset changed, and I'm glad that's so
Save my soul
God swooped in and saved my soul
Even though darkness lurks at home
My mindset

I'ma fade away
Took away my soul, I don't got nothing to save
You can find me smoking on a 'rello by the bay
I'ma dick her down, then I send her

in and start in
I need y'all to know me by the things that I put my heart in
And I tell myself that I'm a God send
Constantly breaking out of being

one shot from one gun by one dude
A reason to get it, what's up? Fuck you
You know how a nigga move, that's how a nigga move
Fuckin' snake, you

don't understand you
And I don't understand you
Why you stay falling like leaves?

What's that in ya ear
You rockin' fake gear
Ion fuck wit fake bitches

I paste the aza for my opay?

In this world everything is vanity
That's why I'm a stoic like Thomas  Jefferson
Jesus come and save me man your my

the digits
Taught the game by a old head that did it
Been equip wit the tools to go get it
And you don’t understand how I did it
Honestly know ya money been

where the money went
Plus seeing the f-t a-s c-er that's running it
That's you, Shaun King! He will burn in hell
Using lost lives, a way to gain gains for

Especially when I found out where the money went
Plus seeing the faggot ass cracker that's running it
That's you, Shaun King!! He will burn in hell
Using lost

affection by everyone
All I ask when my day is done
Is that I’ll be remembered with affection by everyone

Paul Robert Thomas

TEC-9 is the life of the party
Making moves after killing fools
Doing drive bys my brand new Ferrari   
Nigga know I'll pull up with that pistol
Have you

a puppet and now you revolting,
Fall back in line or the money ain't crossing...
Ownership nigga you know that you hungry"


"You a slave and we own you Lil

take it
Slow slow slow slow slow slow slow slow slow
I can fuck yo bitch like that's my hoe
I think these niggas already forgot the motto
Get money fuck

of times
Is really the shit that cultivates everything in this life
TMC flags in the IG comments
But this shit is real that's why we fuck with Isaiah Thomas

poems by Dylan Thomas 
That say we'll all die well that's a promise 
But lets leave the devil's advocate in college 
And go, just go, just go 
We just

on me
They just want you homie
When I’m by myself with you they try to take you from me
When I get in my feelings then they think that shit is funny

The money wasn't always there
But the love was
The pain covered by the pride
That we all share
Couldn't show no weakness
Don't let them see you fear
I

just stick with this
I know from afar the game could look rosy
But you better off getting your money than where the h**s be
You want the groupies that's

the gangsta attitude
Word to my niggaz like Ewo Bee
Real motherfuckers, Gangstas
They walk in to the street
They Do what they posed to do
Bring that money home

maturely
Hanging around the vets in the sweats
Since '97 we was rolex-ing the extra
Fuck around a hundred Tecs flash
Flex, cash, drugs, money and sex
Dumb

deemed useless by their governed, they turn to you
That's what artists are
Leaders through the thick of it to the light
But it's with the strength of love

man I'ma use a scale
You should see some of the shit I sale that's why I hustle by myself
Is it a bird is it a plane its Tesla Ozs he be in the air
He'a

a leader
(And it's me)
Can't be yo Aqua man
But I can save You from that storm, Like I'm Thomas Curry
You be Atlanna, like the braves
But you don't got