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The Last Word
Words and Music by Cody Hudock / Sean Erick / Kevin Lloyd Williams / Leon Silva [all ASCAP]
Published by 2019 Chance MEDIA Pty Ltd

stopper
Nowadays everybody think they slick
Said she got no bodies, I know 6
She always capping it making me sick
Yeah, leave a hick on yo' bitch
Please

forget this
No beating or jeeting happened
Yet you still lean for a 2 sec kiss

She Said that She Saw me on ig live that's calm I already said I was toxic

embarrassed by your own picture
You a fanny pack American pie so Stiffler

The human race is wack, we stink, we need a bath
When I am dead just throw me in

and shorty grabbed me by my face
We touching at the waist
Then she grab my hand, lead me up the staircase
We past first base
She had music playing, just some

A Foundation of unity
Back to realness
The Chicago ILL-ness
I'm cold with the flow Charlie
Y'all know what the deal is
Me and D. Hustle
Yeah we're still here

You boys just love to cap, now get nicked like your Colin
Phones blowing up
Hoes on my line when this song hits
Lloyd told me I'll be fine they gonna

Shoutout to the Wutang, DJ turn me
Up a lil bit homie
Yea oh ya'll done figure out who
It is by now right? haha
It's me young buck bitches what it do

the coast
You shop at PetSmart but don't realize your pet's smarter than you and I've been getting known

Let me tear apart this thought I've had for a while

Keaton, play Harold Lloyd
Play Bugsy Siegel, play Pretty Boy Floyd
Play the numbers , play the odds
Play, "Cry Me A River" for the Lord of the gods
Play

Nah, the everythang out
Got a bottle, told that bitch if she don't swallow, I don't need her
Got my brother with me, told that bitch I'm ridin' with

50 Cent uh lloyd Banks uh (yeah)
Young Buck uh (uhu) game nigga, G-Unit
It's easy man it's easy man

Ayo, I switch my hustle, no more dice games

Cant do the fake shit
Not even with the family
Cross me once
I'ma cross you off
If you touch my niece
Let them hammers go off
Got bullet by the boxes

Rude boy
Never really knew joy
Never had a papa
Bringing me a new toy
Now i'm unemployed
Surrounded by stereotype voids
Dummies dummer than
Harry

Matter Of Time
Words and Music by Cody Hudock / Sean Erick / Kevin Lloyd Williams / Leon Silva [all ASCAP]
Published by 2019 Chance MEDIA Pty Ltd

And here they come again shook, ooh, ooh

Sugar, ah honey honey you are my candy girl
And you've got me wanting you

Well

Think of your fellow man
Lend him

have a lake, don't need a dock
But I must invest in my dope stocks
I can chill with them boys up on my block
Think about the Lloyd Rock, Jamie Sprout
My

Woodrow Wilson has his fourteen points
But Clemenceau turns to Lloyd George
And says "You know that
God himself had only ten"

Today I'm carried by a league

down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit
Nigga ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains

[Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent IN CAPS)
These

Yesterday

Cecil Lloyd

Live at the Penthouse

tellin where I'd be
Dead or in the penetentiary
From shootouts wit my enemy
Squeeze until my clips empty
But would they give sin to me
By the hands

the place, by your side I’ll be
You know you got it, you got it from me
Day one (best friend you my best friend)
Day one 3x (best friend you my best friend)

La da da da
Hey, hey, hey
Goodbye
Uhhh (hmmm)
Sometimes I think back
Way back, like more than a decade ago, I was a kid with a backpack
Early morning

too
Could have global juice but I'm just local Q 
One of the chosen few touched by Gods hands
Think my anxiety is compromising Gods plan
Jump off my

awon eyan Daniel 
Those who stab me in the back never expected that 
Life yin oni easy I think u should zaga that 

Emi starboy to lo school mo study