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wont do the shit you do for them, so let they ass suffer
Im hands on with everything I clutch, tryna make it hard to get in touch with me
These niggas

I hide back
I connect ties but you never wanna write back

For you to cut the rope
And switch guys
Everything we build just broke, Held by lies
I

That's the only time I segregate
Separate myself from that
On a different shelf than that
Whoever want it
I just lay out the welcome mat
Fiery readin

Yeah I feel like I'm Kobe
They tryna hold me
Niggas can't talk about
Shots that I make
Just landed in jozi
Why would troll me
Knowing how hard
I go

heart, I was in love, why wasn't you
I guess it's time to move on, no more running off with your lies
Caught you both in the action, man what a wicked

fun right now
Working hard, stay involved, don't wanna lose myself right now
In my zone, all alone, third base, rounding home
Walking in these foreign

Bag in the Dog House
Written by Bill Shelton (Fabskat/BMI)

They say a manís home is his castle
I believe this to be true
Sometimes a man gets lost

man freedom of speech
Even though the game ghetts hard
I'll still bar christ on the pitch
I'm a rebel with a cause
You can see the love in my contacts

life
But she can't get me off her mind though (off her mind though)

I'm tryna make it to the top
With some real ones by my side
I swear they can be hard

Yeah like potholes in the D, road to riches still bumpy

Can't be waiting on time think my wrist need that rollie
I was on that tour grind eating cold

Man, we in here like your birthday
Third eyes don't come to my surprise

I be digging, I be in it
I be winning every time, like mine
Rolling purple, only

fries
Hit the board walk niggas showing off they hot rods
Or they old schools bumping oldies tryna high side
Later on the night time we trying to get into

make it through the night I hope new meaning is found
And every time it storms I hope you know that I'm safe
May not be with you in person but my spirits

Where the mind sits seem to be my pits of hell
Its been hard focusing on this life we want well

Suicide is on my mind seven twenty four
Not a day

Where the mind sits seem to be my pits of hell
Its been hard focusing on this life we want well

Suicide is on my mind seven twenty four
Not a day

days
Fuck it ain't that much
Time will be your friend
So, please don't fuck it up, by
Drinkin from my cup

What's the point of
Doin nothing new
Looking

hard to come by
Takes his time cause he's tongue tied

Last seen on the 7th
Must be that man in velvet

Rastaman through the exit
Just leave him where

making plays
Yeah, I’m winning
(x2)
Walked in and I’m feeling like Pac
Walked in and I’m feeling like BIG 

(Verse 1) (PAC)
How you want it
Life been hard

Wall
Right next to that Warhol, 
Right next to my sawed off
Fuck with me get nod off uh
That's a start off 

I'm the man with the mustache on Fleek,

It's hard to imagine but man
I've done my research and damn
People never understand or believe me
When I see evil at hand
Ya'll just askin' me, blastin'

I know you'll find your way
Just not with me, okay
I had to find my wave, hmm
Maybe another day
Maybe another way
I had to find my way
Yeah man

(what a miracle)
Juice kuli LG I'll see you in the next life
You was there by my side when life was hard
Now I gotta be the man in order to stand that

before you die
I wake up
There's no time for feeling bad
Yeah I know I got some haters
And I know there really mad
I'm a change the perspective
On what you

I can't act like I could need it
But the way you looking at me
Make think about it even if
I'm dying do I want you by my side
I'll think about it hard