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good, cause I rhyme sick
As the time tick, all the doubt in my mind shift
Whenever that occur, my caliber, define rich
See me in the future balling like

your part with transfer

Let's rob a bank
Mami get high
Te apaño get outside
If I dont say it
Baby I love you
And you can notice that

You stole my sleep

a ghost, boo
I don't fuck with these poins or these hoes, dude
People say they gon' do when they don't do
I feel like y'all freezin', I'm Goku
I'ma take off

while they was there
See I'm a different type of nigga, I wanna be honest with y'all
I need the love now, if y'all motherfuckers gonna be crying

still got doubt, hey

I thought y'all seen my success 
I thought y'all heard when I yelled out Lil Vulx is the best 
I thought y'all was blinded by my

sneaks (sauce dripping off of my sneaks)
I'ma just strike a lil pose, so all my haters can see (all of my haters can see)
I need a “S” on chest (yea, yea)

If a lil boy playing once then we gon get him outta here

I know that I'm built like bank but thats just from the prior year

Im still gon be praising

and symbols senses potent 
Had to jot sum statements 
Just In case this is a omen 
Spread my words like a virus
Corona got us closed in
Still surviving out

thing I know how to swim
Rise Up like a falcon
Unstoppable Julio
Gotta bad bitche and she foreign
All bout the dinero
My heart still a virgin
MZH give no

that on my mama so don't try me I won't hesitate
Aye
Lil baby not thick
But I still give it to her good cause I'm toxic
I get her to the room she give me

What up AP
Put that iron on you, squeeze dat bitch and straighten out them wrinkles
I was raised by real killers, whole time, they just some good

bill spraying' lead
Playing' dead that's the only time you hold still

Are you eating fish and chips?
You dick sucker
What the fuck loose some weight

Sawdust on Her Halo

Tracy Lawrence

Strong

2004

All week long, she loves to stay at home and hold me
She hangs her buckle in the closet, keeps her boots up on the shelf
Heaven knows the good Lord

still miss your energy
I miss that laugh you make, know I'm missing everything
I can go all day, talking about how bad you treated me
But you know I'd be

on Sundays
If I'm lying, let the good Lord strike me
Nothing hits harder than a good pale lager
That's why all the little shawties call me Busch Light Papi

watchin' yo mans
Then you a goofy
Boy get off yo ass and get some bands
That's how we do it

First things first, I still put in work but all the opps broke

Let Us Live

The Game

LAX

2008

shit
In Brooklyn I rock Timberlands
Still toast cinnamon
Been gangster way before he dropped many men
Liquor in my system, voice raspy who I sound

to drama
And I'm back to the commas
Late night, one text
She gon bring that ass back lil mama
I ain't even know you had it
Like dat lil mama
Still popping my

We in the party, I'm all on her body
Brodie be geekin think he off the E tho
I'm in the stu, I'm off that Casa'
Bri pullin up with that lil ass Tito's

human pedigree awaits your first-born boy, baby
And my face on every coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved
My own flag is forever waved by

Catch me by myself
Cause I can't trust none
Riding with that 40
Only trust my gun
Whole lot of shots
Bet I won't miss one
They done turned on me
But

패닉

닿을 수만 있다면 가져가
한국 힙합 내 가족 빼고 싹 다 all in
이번 생 명반을 위해 태어났고
도망치던 놈 결국 됐어 래퍼가
이기적인 lil b*tch들 음악으로 보여줘, 내 이름
같은 table 위 머리 맞대려면 제시해 페이를
개*발 나 뜰 거야 무조건

Daddy Get That Cash

Lil' Mo

A Gangster and a Gentleman

2002

Styles P
It's Lil' Mo, holla at me
Get that cash daddy

If it's you versus me, think about it 
They goin' yell my name when they announce

calling you know Im all in
People tell me why are you so confident
I tell them if I dont believe in me who will, honestly
God said be still so I will flick