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Cause I keep missing
Don't get nowhere cause I keep wishing
I cant get you out my mind
I just want you here right by my side
I refuse to let you go
Refuse

to hills, explanatory
I really want this beat ridden by Cass, but you get what you get life is a bitch
Taking life's shit, you feeling like ass
look it in

like a anchor line
My bloodline from ancient times
Smokin' weed by the ancient mine
You niggas funny like Richard Pryor
My shit cray, it get you high

People watch you from the side
They can’t look you in your eyes
Don’t get shook up, boy just cook up, man up
You goin' get this right
Down and dirty
Get up

bumping into Volkswagens, fishing rods and 10 speed bicycles. Dive in, come out, pull a spoke out of your eye. Dive back in. Come out. Pull a leach off your

the ride
And I stay on the strong
Blowing smoke in the sky
Cant tell that they bitch by look in they eyes
Just look in there eyes
Just look who they a act

I know a girl that is lost in a sense
She's mad at the world I can understand and I
Saw the anger burning in her eyes and I
Offered her a way to hide

the dust just under your eye
A scrap of paper, thin as vapor
Filling my clothes like smoke
A couple of the wires in my heart are broke
I throw, I miss,

Know No
Every where I go, know I'm bout that smoke
This the life I chose
You can catch these bows, and I ain't talking blows
Come get it for the low

to get caught on the physical hype 
close your eyes let me take you on this lyrical ride
and get you in touch with your spiritual side  
stay wise

Try not

after case 
lookin left and right, up and down,
when the answer's right in front yo face 

maybe if, you would lift 
your eyes and see (maybe) 
whats

nigga, watch I get to it
CUI, nigga, mean the chopper under influence
Now watch how I limp to the bank
Dreads hangin' under my A hat
If I got sucked by

worst than bitches, tears in your eyes 
I ain't got no sympathy so if you scared, nigga cry 
On your knees, face in chest, lips shut 
Fuck the mask,

And smoke a blunt till I'm buzzed
I get high look in my eye my 45 on my side it's do or die
Know what I mean
Building my team living my dream
Serving the feen

Outer space
Block the number
Gave her space
Fat pockets
Kevin gates
Ain’t no way I’ll catch a case
Get your shit out my face
Don’t move, stay in your

prick, you really talking out here like you cant get punched in this, you mouth is gonna put you in hell like a suckervist, I will pull your out of hell

and leather
Let's give love away
We'll paint the sky tonight
Keep that fire in your eyes
Leave our worries behind
We'll paint the sky tonight
Keep that fire in

fight the feeling
Cause that's three grams in the joint you hear me
If you don't smoke joints then a pipe is needed
Just pass it to your man on the right

and her waste
I swear I love the way you're lookin' at me, with your back to the sheets and you're 1, 2, 3
We smoke, no luck; your hair gets stuck. It's

Liked You Better Before

Little Jackie

The Stoop

2008

didn't have a clue
But seems I brought the worst out in you

One day I passed by your apartment
Thinking that I'd catch some girl
Kiss you goodbye

Liked You Better Before

Little Jackie

The Stoop [Clean]

2008

didn't have a clue
But seems I brought the worst out in you

One day I passed by your apartment
Thinking that I'd catch some girl
Kiss you goodbye with

great in the dark
What they won't wanna see
Is the person you gotta be

This is where your happiness can kill a soul
Sell your soul just to reach your

you die with your eyes wide, you don't want war with these wise guys
Pull up on a nigga then pop smoke a gang nigga we don't do drive by's
I move up I

ten toes down
Stay in your lane, there's a fork in the road, gotta chose where to go now

Niggas insane, they'll come through with the smoke, you'll get