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And for my ooze know my gold was fools
End up leaving school
And for my blues you should know the rules
End up calling feuds
Sketchers I light up my keef

ain't wan bump me
Now they U turn to get sum from me
When I was down bad they ain't wan front
If you in my presence nigga you is lucky
Say the wrong shit

first grandson was he
I call him Nater he picks the five string
Got my 20 gauge when he turned eighteen

Our next grandson was Joshua
Took his first deer

Gucci Mane

Yxng Bane

Any Minute Now

2018

on the shelf

Since starting me DB day ones
I like my bitches when they tie buns
Don't love these niggas you my stepsons, yeah
I bought a foreign but can't

You soft like suede, I'm sharp as a blade
This ain't a phase, it's the way I was raised
And I'm still gon' blaze when I'm old and grey, c'mon

CHORUS:

a lazy wife
Grand me hundred and thirty five
Ooh
I live by your grace
Make me the one among my race
The first to the place
Waiting for the days to rest my

ceiling fan, like a bad businessman
Took a break from Instagram now I'm down half a grand
Well shit, flexing packs wasn't half bad
It's best to keep your

perfectly
I knew that I would be rich when I made a hundred grand I knew that I was caught slipping when I met Uncle Sam
I know that I'll be the Man when they

rocks when I was up the block, by La Macueta (¿qué lo que?)
Shit, I sold it all, even had the blocks and I'm a decker (facts)
This agua on my neck got

and the raws ya
Come up short be and organ donor
It was love at first site when i saw the corner
I heard rev got shot I hope my prays meet'em
Until shooters let

on the ave, gettin the D and make that country crock (Country Crock)
That gutta butta, that's why I got a phat knot (Ok)
I was taught by them G's how to get

Gift of shame was given
To these soulless child
Loved by family, dear friend
He kept a hidden side
Prisoner of purgatory
Struggles rage inside
Dark

shades of blue
For a paler shade of yellow
I just wanna feel something that's not so depressing
I'm blindsided by the fact you're gone
In the grand scheme

innovate
Naysayers rock prophecies of soothsayers
Half cocked
Simply outwitted by plucky goonslayers
Walk the walk
Show they're all talk
Hit a grand slam

MAKES YOU GLAD.

CHARLOTTE:
Oh!  I know, when I was a child-

ELLA:
Sing!

CHARLOTTE:
AS A GIRL I SPENT MY DAYS
WORKING IN A STUDIO LIKE THIS.
THE WEEK

a wonderland
Love's loud as thunderclaps heavy as a hundred and
One zillion tons plus a couple hundred grand
All who blundered bad are damned to hell no gettin'

restrained and don't walk out with a case
By the grace of all that's holy, I would love a revolution
But lowly little Jack was raped before his first communion

wonder what has become
Of the little man with the gun
Who's father couldn't condemn
When he tends to learn in the slums
His mother was always praying
God

the love for what it is
Don't take it wrong it ain't a diss
The day I make a hundred grand the day I hope you understand me

With you I felt grand
I had the world in
The palm of my hand
I think that you did too
Hope you don't forget
Or erase
The time we spent

'Cause when my

celebrating every grand

I'm living life I'm a pro
I love women on a pole 
I love counting all this money knowing that your not involved 
All the hate that you

Housatlantavegas she want destination paradise 
Hella sketchy but she rollin like a pare of dice 
Daddy was a rollin stone 
She said fuck it 
Hit

never got to say
First and foremost I love you and that never changes
When you left, I couldn't gauge it, the pain was outrageous
But now it's kind

that ass looking just like the
Spook that sat by the door
Known to kill ducks, skills erupt
You ask why? My reply is
"I don't give a fuck"
I'm a Panther,