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walk
And I think I'll like the way that you fuck me, baby

You don't need to impress in your tiny little dress
We'll just say so long as we fade away

with exes
Lying ain't finessing
Girl you sexy
I need someone to undress with
French kiss
Pull up like the freshest
Best friend
Niggas ever seen
We

ain't gonna give you bread
Forget the wine it's time we die
Don't go yet I gotta tell ya more
Fucking hate everything about you
Yeah I got my issues too

Fed pills
I know they ain't really give a fuck about how I felt
Now I'm
Under the sun roof
With my baby right bedside here
On the highway speeding do

I lost my key to my mind
I'll make you feel like one of us
She broke my heart, I don't give up
I used to feel fuckin' bad
I used to feel like nobody

before
Never a second
Wasted I know
Any other person, Standing on a still hoping we choke
Bitch, you know I'll never be broke
Everyone knows you don't

back to my business 

Money marathon that’s what I call fitness



V1

Pay me the right amount and bet you I can get him gone

By the time this over this

to offend you, but you're always talking
About something stupid, never no new shit
This moment is shrinking and we're both slipping away

I woke up suddenly

myself and I
About a months goes by I track them down like a spy
One on One they not tuff yea that shit got rough
Damn these niggas a bluff might fuck

was Kobe, then it was Pop
One thing about death, is that it won’t stop
All of this madness, fuck all the sadness
We gonna make it, that’s word

Doubt Its Explicit,
You've Gotta Get Up To Get Down And Get With It
Fuck Reminiscing I'ma Tell You Bout My Future
Me With Some Kids, Chillin With Some

y'all's too much to give
Don't forget about strangers and where that you live
Just make something stick and rest and hide your days away
Waste those ever

race
Death to the human race

Nah bitch fuck that we WAR ready
disect your brain my SWORDS heavy

Your hateful your spiteful, your kin are entitled

You

stay up on my grind 
Cause I know my haters looking
And I'm, I'm keeping focus 
I got to stay on track
That same ones that talk about you
Claim they got

of the broke and average
So you can get like me
Let me give the scenario like I'm Phife D
Cause even though I R.I.P. these beats
I can't rest in peace without

a minute you a bitch don't count as a suffice
I take help not instructions i don't need yo advice
Bullets irrupting
Get to ducking
Pull out my sword and she

made amends with a couple and others
I'm goin in like I don't got a rubber
Unc told me stay away from you suckers
'Cause yall bad for me
Sweet talk give

the chains don't compare me to these lames
The pain, I brang, and I will really put you to shame
Screw what ya talking, ya sour as lemons cause it's meringue

me that I got to get up 
And only care about what i love 
Don't let them tell you that you're over and done 
Fight until the end and don't stop till

Life stuck inside a soul prison
The whole vision is so vivid
You know if you go out first
There's no gold ribbon (Nope)
'Cause we got told living

Me and Jo been arguing up on my days off.
He told me that you’re sick but don’t quit your day job.
This rap shit’s sick but I ain’t getting paid off.

know
Bassline hear the drums, turning up fo sho
WAV files don't pay bills so they flip the dro
It's courtside vibes feeling magic, Orlando
Fuck

training in the land
Different story with this ruger
By my rib
We go every where together thats My twin
Still a virgin
If you ask me who she hit
But I bet

you can't make it
'Til you make it like a Chinaman
Burning desire, I lost my sex drive
Wire I reside, waking up don't feel alive
Line revive