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energy
And that's real shit
We both build
But I build houses and they build tents
I stay behind the tints
Swear I love my privacy
Eyes be in my rear view

Yeah, still fuckin' 'til six in the morn'
Son, how I flooded out the wrist to reward
Damn, they don't make 'em like this anymore
Yeah, I fuck my bitch

niggas like hibiachi
Nemo p that's big papi
No lil bitch it's big piffy
Nemo a goat my new name billy
Big bank that's hundreds and fifties
In the spot we

have to spit this fire in all of my verses
Monday yesterday as kid was in the churches
Yesterday years I was stuck in the trenches

Living life yeah we

You ain't sayin' much
But if you bout it bout it
Then we gon stay in touch
Got the game
By the fucking collar
If she don't give it
Imma choke it out her

Black Unicorn

Chrisette Michele

B.O.A.T.S. II: #METIME

2013

So your pipes won't bust, turn on your faucet
Drip, fuck the water bill, we stay in apartments
And everything is a obstacle
When they watching you

Black Unicorn

Chrisette Michele

B.O.A.T.S. II: #METIME [Deluxe Edition]

2013

So your pipes won't bust, turn on your faucet
Drip, fuck the water bill, we stay in apartments
And everything is a obstacle
When they watching you

over this superhuman

Thunder and quake for Benzino, The Ape
May he turn pale in rage and jealousy because we blazing, gazing, praising and embracing

over this superhuman

Thunder and quake for Benzino, The Ape
May he turn pale in rage and jealousy because we blazing, gazing, praising and embracing

(Now it's time to rumble) mhm (Woo)
Huh? (MIA JAY C)
(You cut up on this one, JAY C) bandcamp
We eat the most (yeah, yeah)
We're a business, not

noise, you sound like a tweaker
Bounced out the bed just to bounce in her coochie
Bitch, i wear off brands i don't fuck with Gucci
Cold like the snow but i

of the Wraith (Skrt)
I put some ice in her face (Ice)
Bitch, I'm a slime to the grave (Hood Baby)
Wipe his nose, don't leave a trace (Slatt)
We some YSL

of course I'm makin' that knife work
'Cause ain't no guns in that bitch
I seen a nigga get a L before he got his life
I know a nigga got a deal but then he

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you
in good spirits
Lord knows you've been busy
But I just wanna know if I speak could you listen
We in the same

gone take off his face
If he ever think about robbing
No Batman but I'm robbing
Bitch this Jacktown but ain't Gotham
I got two hoes and they topless
We

around him then you might ketch germs when he spit
And this ain't a phase either it's eternity bitch
I'm on the strip out in Vegas in a burgundy 6
Believe

and go do to me, uh
Still going up and I'm sorry
I know it ain't nothing you can do with me, ooh
I'm just a hooligan moving in foolery
This shit ain't new

the mileage up
AM P'er, I'ma rise and dust
My YT still baggin' the B in the ends, don't rush (I'ma need that grub)
In jail I was swinging my arms on free

the damn top dropped two colored flip flopped
Candy red lollipop
There's hoes in the parking lot
But I still got my glock cocked
New money motherfucker

man
Because she ain't even my bitch (Yah)
(Ay yo Reverend)
(This a fuckin bop)
(Ugh)
Look at the range
We got the gauge
She went to school
For minimum

bit motherfuckers
Say hello...
I.K.P., (this is for yall) Phi-Roze, uhhh

cs the world goes by
I don't know why but everybody gotta die some time
cs

police
I told her don't love me, this dick one night only
Told Bro we bout to go viral
Spark up the wood, put it in cycle
Sometimes I feel like a psycho

Ever had your presents, stole a week before Christmas Day
Mama used to say if she can't pay, we in this bitch-bussin' suds
Me and Peaches still beefin,

I get faded in this bitch then I start going in
Can't play with none of my bitches know them hoes be friends
Can't play with none of my niggas know