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can't miss
I got old money homie you's a jit
If I tap all my homies they gon’ slide
Run up in ya crib rocket by my side
And we know where you sleep you

stick

No you cannot touch me 
Act like I'm heritage listed
Rolling that shit bout a thick as a KFC twister
Trust me, I'm way too efficient
Give me some

the stakes
I'm just sunnin you niggas
Till raisins may as well be takin ya place
Dig in that badge like a DJ diggin in a crate
Bitch yo backup too late
This

And I put it down I ain't giving no sympathy
Your shawty steady be burning me out like we she stay on the tready for calories
I get allergic to niggas who

a cocky bitch
Confident not arrogant
Hoes be talking out they ass
Like a fresh wax
Ain't no hair in it
Lookin mufuckas
In they eye and see fear it
Queen

and afraid that you hate me
Scared to reach out coz my name's complicated
Dare me to speak with an accent from Haiti
Look at what you made me
Immigration

got religion said the Lord had saved his soul 
But I'd burn before I'd turn out like the preachers that I know 
Little brother tries to tell me that

No seatbelt flying fast as hell in the back seat of that drop
We gon' leave the A to go home again I'm right back on that block
All I care about is

remember vividly she said I'm naughty
Uhn
We visit your mommy
A lot of bitch out there oti ye ee
But can't get that same selina
Wishing for me Oti ye ee
Even

"Hello"
I urge you to ignore that sound
Puppet bitch be runnin hell no
Fuck a robot behind the desk
Metal pussy got me depressed
Toy bonnie just got out

stayed, sometimes I tend to blame myself

I stay on point, I know the devil out to get me
I should've held it down, I opened up, that's why I'm empty
Even

yeah they all big mouths
Nothin else to do in this small town

Don't be asking me my sign like it gon tell you what's inside
You ain't ready for what's

hustle
One time for a nigga like, lighters to the sky
On the mic spillin rhymes and we stay flyin by, high
Up at 30,000 my nigga, spillin lyrics I put

Always rolling up the weed

Pull up the scene 

Never by myself 

Yeah I'm always with my team 
And you know we in there 

Smoking on the cigs

bad but they didn't hear me out 
Now they see us balling 
They act like they ain't noticed 
Take your bitch on my playground 
And I dare you to say some

Every day
More the same
Lazy nights
Passing by
Where we are
What we see
I see you
And you see me
I think outside the box when I’m with you
I wanna

cereal
Making lil dub mixtapes on dad's stereo
Pop in the walkman we carried everywhere we go
Then swap tapes like, "Yo, you seriously gotta hear this

celeste like comet
The astronomical wedded anatomical
Spaced out in black fatigues like Geronimo, war ready
Heart heavy, weighted down by the slumber 
I

and forever more,
If you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus,
Believe in your heart that He rose from the grave you will be save yo, I ain’t gone preach

to keep her
Made a hundred bands by the hundred street sweepers
Hit a hundred bitches, that's a hundred meat eaters
Niggas so glowed up, Chief Keef
I be

If It's Alright With You

U-God

The Great White Hype

1996

the block kid counterattack 
Don of mine stay connect 4th Disciple trife 
Ain't nuthin ice cream, kid you get blown like steam 
Park Hill Projects,

(oh)
She came for dick, she ain't here for a rose (ooh)
Ice on my neck, it's so hot that it glows (bling blaow)
Get it and flip it, you know how it

bitch u gotta look 
I took my gun 2school like a book 
Yea yea
I take his ass out he a bush 
I push the work like it's onna swing 
We riding dirty but

to swim, the water hose just fine
Felt like money in the bank, taking a trip to town
On the Front porch rocking, waving hi, to anybody passing by
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