(I wish we stay to see what happens) We have to let them find their way, but we create an end
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This meant to be preached on here meant to be teached on I know that you got much time I this rhyme won't take long You need it in your life like you a better job you need another hobby Instead of waiting in the lobby, with the soft and the Until the holla copy, freeze I know how it get when you ain't got to flush And balloons you bought getting bust 'Cause everybody mo' than what they really say so You don't know who to On the outside looking in of the Beamer, Bentley, Dreaming about the But you don't know the driver had to do just to pass by you if you ask me So, shawty, don't do the on 'em I hope you never on 'em What good is flashin' or the fastest If you in a casket? I couldn't My mama over me crying 'Cause my soul is too to let go of me I'm saying I gotta 'Cause the club songs ain't saving my
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Nigga, we lost the bitch I'm a boss generation (For the generation) Nigga, we lost This is xans got me off generation (For the generation) Nigga, we ain't the puttin' candy in my cough generation (For the generation) Nigga, we ain't You can me jumping off Porsche in a race (For the generation)
For that, KRIT, let's kill these You got skills to help these killers (killers) Take the murder rate even (higher) And take a nigga in the process Turn the whole into a contest My fuck this mic We should be fucking with Military complex And we can get rich, nigga, showing love They ain't to us They ain't playing this bitch in the So get paid, turn these motherfuckers into slaves is for lames, man, these niggas join gangs Fuck Martin Luther King, nigga, fuck Fuck peace, I chains G's on the internet, like bam peace, I want a plane Fill that bitch with And make these move their booties And help these niggas their movies All these into their graves And top these hoes out coogies
Came back the Mack, Caddy cut dime in the back Eight track slap off the rack, I have to Po' of the fo' out the tap, break a bro back to the She lives in my lap, eager to give up a on the pry for my match The milk and the all about the love for the money Space age pimp was adapt, that's after the Land I may contact, destroy if they give their bomb back Prepare for combat, peace and love is beyond Should've went with my comrades, actual fact Eye they actually lack at the peek of their deck Where their soul and is attached Stars fully aligned on the map, my plan of For the lost
Nigga, we lost the bitch I'm a boss generation (For the generation) Nigga, we ain't This is xans got me off generation (For the generation) Nigga, we ain't This the puttin' candy in my generation (For the generation) Nigga, we ain't You can find me off Porsche in a race (For the generation)