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Yo, as I fight for my peace of mind I keep my guard up from love or feelings
I'm a young, black king not an eediat, so my hearts cold like a winters

alone
Am I by myself
I wrapped up your cake with a gift, left it on the shelf
Mama, I thought you was coming home
Step my knowledge up
Papa, I ain't ever

My mama always told
Me my nigga don't rush
That's why I keep grinding
Till I get the top
In the back of my Rolls
While I'm smoking on top
Sitting

I find dis crazy cuz I just met yu the Otha day
And yu already got me feelin a certain way
Constantly on my mind I gotta see if this feelin is real

a ugly bitch by your side
While I'm cruisin' around with my
Dude in a pretty ride rolling blunts inside
Doing what we do
Gettin' high till the day we die

Black man with a pitch, ain't no catching
And you let all this extra shit get in the way of your blessings
Take this as my message, we ain't none of us

only made it cuz I got love in my heart 
Looked up and I got lost in the stars 
A long way from chasing cars and broads 
When I was coming around

and I promise you will be blessed foreal 
I only made it cuz I got love in my heart 
Looked up and I got lost in the stars 
c long way from chasing cars

when I take out the trash the K by the door
I beat the shit out the chop man the way it be shaking and shit woulda thought it was sore
We see you n***as

go harder
Used to think why bother
But I saw the blessings catching up
And I was always passin em cause
I was being caught up
Get the fuck out the way

goin' like ten for ten
Get it on movie, get it on film
Get it on movie, get it on film
Pour my cup way above the brim
I went and got the cup with

Souvenirs for my wedding I go give car keys
Till the supernatural go turn natural normally 
To raise dead man no be something to brag about
We go dey pray

wanna spend time
We ain't gotta do shit, we could chill and get high
If I only had you, I could still get by
She a diamond in the rough
It ain't much

You Telling me that I can't vent I ain't even got a chance to win
Is it cause of my skin
Is it cause of my friends
It could be cause of my sins But

me all these stories about how you was 21 on some savage shit
Everything up till now don't matter when the vibes is immaculate
If I'm overstaying my

VERSE ONE

First my homies told me let's get this shit poppin'
Then my Comrad Zhapped me, but that wasn't shocking
Was more like a wake up, 
For me

these women on

Like shut your fxckin mouth and give me head
I made a plan to get rich
On my way i might just fuck a couple niggas and shit
Get my

these women on

Like shut your fxckin mouth and give me head
I made a plan to get rich
On my way i might just fuck a couple niggas and shit
Get my

shit's becoming way too easy for me
Pop, get the honeys, don't stop till it's Diddy money
You see my niggas balling, just know that they get it from me
I

give her dick and she giggle
My ego getting bigger
If Source was around I get 5 mics
Sex party hand me 5 dykes
They fuck me though
Roll it fast and I

agree
My classes aren't a cake walk, light as snacks or treats
Warnings lead to recordings, so, stop sassing Dee
Or I'll snap, get off the wall, double

Make moms say "That's amazing," all the same like black and Asian
My pack evasion, attack a stage and you blush like a Cadillac,
I wish your fleet would

Decisions, Decisions

Goodie Mob

Muggs Presents the Soul Assassins, Chapter I

1997

Swimsuits with green bags
I'm on the corner with my butt up, sellin you product
Women puttin theyself in positions to get cut up

Hook:
Up out'cha guts,

and plane just trying to maintain in this game
When the Capitol Hill's Insane In The Membrane

Swinging on the scene with the ill Dream Team 
I mean my crew's