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get down
Get up do it like it hurt
What, you don't like work?
One thing I ask of you
Let me be the one you that
Cut that grass for you
From Malibu

a lot to say but you been gone like half the day
I hate the fact that you ain't stay, you know I hate the shit you say
I hate the way I'm feeling grey,

"one shot, better not blow it"

I'ma open up the sky and I'm stealing the sun
'Cause the flow is so cold like the steel of a gun
I ain't never deviate

extra shots up at cass never made the huddle
Life was like a circus with all i juggled
Lil chick come by we fuck
But never cuddled
Sex on point
Hit

wanted to be right  
But You'd leave the fires you ignite
Pick up that pain that you would hide
Then spit it out like it was mine
But honey it ain't easy

An when it came to you I always choose you
An now I know we ain't the same I know the true you
Your love is fake an plastic so you call yourself a "barbie"

my ride lil bitch I'll take you to the spot in my 4 seater 
Got your girlfriends going crazy man they drinking by the liter
She's got that coke up in

some time to figure out
That life becomes the thoughts that you think about
Perception of self is what I was lacking
Been isolated ever since I started

that you lead You turned at Him in his reproof and have was only looking out for you
He called you and refused He stretched His hand and you ain't move

getting low and just stacking up
Then when we pop out be stunting and have em mad as fuck
I usually don’t pick the good ones I have the baddest luck

Tie me to the fuckin boat and flip me like crucifixes
Rising out the coffin with that smoky silhouette
I leave crowds of people dead like the end

I called, then you called, then I called, then you called
How we goin around and around like a merry go round
And I frown, and my world seemingly

see our luck
Off a lil 30 im stuck
Kick a Mf like Chuck
Where my, Where my bitch at,
She got that dumpy,
Huh
Where she at
She know how to take me out my

on me like its 06
For the gold chips
Takin road trips
When i still was lovin on my old chicks and they noticed
That a young nigga had what it took to take

on my Trues
Sorry I ain't have a clue
Do my money dance
Peel the gas, you see me sliding through
If you thought that it was safe, pussy boy we

and you still can't see this
Fuck self destruction
I have a sense of emotions
I feel the pain when my chrome is toasted
Just like Das EFX, ayo, gimme that

so crazy
That was easy for you
Wearing my hats and
Stealing my jackets
Baby that was classic
Easy for you to make me feel
Like that's the best I've

Getting Loose
By the Messiah
Ain't no holding Me
Back
With the same changes
That hold society
FACTS
Cause they forgot
The priorities
With God first
Look, We

that 
Just like I did to them they did to me
Making fun of my lazy eyes
My pigeon toes
My baggy jeans 
Got me splurging on materials I ain't ever even

night when I go to close my eyes
Every single thought thats consuming up my mind
Wonder why the fuck you ain't here by my side
Sat there confused blowing

boom
Oh yeah they gotta man down
Getting money my specialty
No clownin round
La baby born and raised yeah we are not the same
I was shown by my cousins

thinkin watchin what they doin' to people kids steady watchin mother fuckers gettin slaughtered like a pig by a pig on the gig they get paid to do that shit

Hey, yeah hey, yeah
Bobby yeah

Yeah big boats on ho seas
Got new freeze drip by the neck like two keys
On a new team old G from QB in Uptown

the cuffs, enjoy your doughnuts sir, you ain't gonna find me
It's not likely their brains is blown out
You're chasing a ghost with no brakes, slow down
Hundred