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(Yeah) Yeah, big black Maybach truck
Yeah, swerve out the, swerve out the house
Yeah, main bitch in my room
Yeah, got a side bitch

pumpin' them curves with no brake lights
Gettin' their swerve on a Saturday night
All the guys on the street like hey
Can ya let a brother roll y'all's way

(swerve, swerve)
I get super fly, I'm so high above the building
Leather jacket on me like I drive a fucking motorcycle
I got all designer on me I don't wear

for the fame
Swerve the fake shit like a game, bitch
Take a shot in the dark, get your brain fucked
Smile at them soft with my fangs tucked
They're

an incantation
Heard in the beginning was the word
Honor our origination moving through these different stages
Swerve our creator is verb
Some say it's

the motherfuckin' K
How I was raised, that's the way
And you live by this shit, then you die by the same
I ain't trippin', puttin' half on the Jane
I'm gettin' good

Purpose is different
And it's price is not affected by
The same factors that affect Ethereum
It is an opportunity to diversify the
Portfolio by investing in

number that's the 
Sum of its factors
Now take me 
cnd multiply by you
Factor in some laughter
cnd some hard times too
You know there'll be some hard times

My city getting more lost by the minute, so you shouldn't wonder why I evolved way beyond
my hood conditions
Young to say I'm old, but with time,

Motherfucker know what time it is
Ayy
Ain't no way I could switch sides, if that boy flakey I'ma snip ties
Fuck getting by, ain't trying to get by

a better way
Don't judge my book by the chapters
Don't judge my sin without factors
Don't judge my walk unless your shoes
Big enough to fit
Save this

a stress factor

I want to grow old
Have a kid and a place to sleep
A down ass wife
And when I die i'll rest in peace
But man that's all a dream
This donja

The Stress Factor

Dre Dog

I Hate You with a Passion

factor

I want to grow old
have a kid and a place to sleep
A down ass wife
And when I die i'll rest in peece
But man that's all a dream
This donja got me

than to be the one sayin' thanks (whoa)
Conflicted like bein' signed to Ye and managed by Jay
Conflicted like bein' cool with Pusha and Drake (damn)

God Bless

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith

1995

the sky, energy created by my third child
Swerve wit it, get it get it
Feels good to bust shots at the critics
You crave more taste of my funk
When my

realise that! 

By own by our own 
We've been robbed by our own 
By own by our own 
We've been cheated by our own 
By own by our own we've been let down by

Wheels

Chely Wright

The Metropolitan Hotel

2005

some time to breathe
You'd think I'd know by now
To think before I speak

Baby we never thought to swerve
It's like we drove straight into the curve

Debatin with a matador
Who’ll swerve first with kurt russel’s car
Sure, you might make more in draw
But that means nothing, to eternity’s stubborn
Husband

Girlfriend Sistagirl

Mystic

Cuts for Luck and Scars for Freedom

2001

factor's off by glass and baggy's
As the one you always wanted, roll by and floss caddy's
You never gave a damn bout rules and regulations
Hard livin mixed

top down by the grove 

Im trying to swerve in my lane 
Im trying to see where I came 
Got to make sure that we paid 
You better learn from mistakes

Slip, slide
The real ones they with me
They stick by my side
Too busy drinking
Too dizzy

The real ones they with me, they stick by my side
Too busy

Here is a song to a world that never sang to me
A rhyme in a rhythm that's never been quite set free
Born in the City; a dreamer alive
Raised by my

gun tucked, heat beamin’ by the weekend
Every season growin’ colder that’s for certain, you know
Plus my lil’ brother still stressin’ over his mother

Here is a song to a world that never sang to me.
A rhyme in a rhythm that’s never been quite set free.
Born in the City; a dreamer alive.
Raised by