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#kingzup #lbkc #locoent #LAZYBOYKINGZ #kingzup2020 #paradoxrecords #drazzo woke up hit a lick think im addicted to this shit, ol ladie trippen an shit on the affliction might hit cause I'm trappen out the house were we live with tha kids my youngins callen junkies unkle and aunties all of em bring daddy money better reality front me then the fam Ino gave life then stop supplie flow I ain't lying Wo, tuff life tough me how ta grind tho, comit crime observed the hustle from tha side, roll with tha tide till its time to ride, if she no yo secrets gotta be yo bride so she cant testifie when you tried stupid young puffin ighter pine, got me higher then the highest climb momma SOLD DOPE friends wernt allowed at the house, so hung wit GROWN FOLKS Real Gs no joke all ov em sold dope step daddy sold the most more blood, to me then my on folks left this world, he a ghost time shine on em I was on them ropes all you bitches Dowtin me when that check come dont wanna hear you proud of me dont need no negative shit suroundin me move around you crowns crowden me worlds fucked in due time floating in a bubble til lose mine last time I checked I was nine. momma dropped me off I begin to climb bad ass jit, wit a chip give a fuck bout nothing real shit, but a hit started with herbs stuck in poppi fields now with the birds, stuck to the code memorized words like neards stuck to the books all ino misfits an crooks beautiful disaster like a normal, life but much faster years filled with tears others, laughter , failure comes then success after 16 years old got my cherry pop, 9 months, bootcamp own lock, found my flock birds of a feather, stick together Lost fam of top 17 years old now extensions on my glock, cuz it's a mona lisa when the whole thing Drop gen 4 bring 33 that's a hot cock dont get it done with that get the fuck up off my block work of art won't survive wit no heart iz crazy from the start jump street babe no talk wake up early morning pop my meds clear my head, outa bed take a hit of gas, knock off ya dreads, shit fire Wo make a lifer retire Ho now I elevate, went from concrete to temperpedic hella straight, did it by my self that's a hell a way boy tried play me pussy he in hell today or heaven ain't no way to tell today that's been 8 years ago free world food no cell today, that's as much of that one I can tell to day misquote repailed away self defense coulda claimed love a good game, of who to blame unsolved mystery whois to blaim, hole city kno whois ta blaim but I don't leave a clue to tha game, I dont play to lose to you lames heard a accusation decided run with that dirty chopper steppin harder then boddies runnin track got it from new Orleans ghost tells from magnolia own it's rap, before the third ward went underwater on the map back when it's the murder cap ino you heard of that hold up run it back if my trick clean can't trust the hoe so I keep her hidden till it's time fuck the hoe I say till I'm ready bust don't touch the ho till time comes slang dick then it's no glove, raw metal, no love from this hoe learned young, smart man can play dumb, dumb man, brag when he lay one trust his homies I don't trust the drum till it's done till it spits the last one if you dont hear the clak what's the fun put it all on the line U gotta run won't tell my left hand bout my right hand done do ya best protect them from this life ya done brung born wit nothin, but I'm tryin I'm die with wealth won't tell own my self fuck boys, cancer to ur health should write a book fantasy ,call it need help watch it fly off the shelf from the nitty gritty trying turn shitty shitty since a kiddy make it rapping just amigane if i make it happen I'm cooking up something in the kitchen, never switching just get at me Call me Ca-C call me Wop Call my government name you a cop, shut down shop ain't raining this season fuck the crop use the almanac fa a reason hustle own stop if you cant put 50 bands at anytime in ya hands bond money, defence lawyers ain't getting paid by same folks doin ya senecen you ain't hustling, making divadens Jordan money got you fumbling keep ya kids out the shit you hustling for them fear ain't yo friend, its all nothin for them if you dont win it's all for nothin in tha end it's all gamble, everybody cant win, in the end, but I can better my odds play a solid defense consaquinces of a grave or a fence, tryin pay this rent
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woke up hit a lick think im addicted to this shit, ol ladie trippen an shit on the affliction might hit cause I'm trappen out the house were we live with tha kids my youngins callen junkies unkle and aunties all of em bring daddy money better reality front me then the fam Ino gave life then stop supplie flow I ain't lying Wo, tuff life tough me how ta grind tho, comit crime observed the hustle from tha side, roll with tha tide till its time to ride, if she no yo secrets gotta be yo bride so she cant testifie when you tried stupid young puffin ighter pine, got me higher then the highest climb momma SOLD DOPE friends wernt allowed at the house, so hung wit GROWN FOLKS Real Gs no joke all ov em sold dope step daddy sold the most more blood, to me then my on folks left this world, he a ghost time shine on em I was on them ropes all you bitches Dowtin me when that check come dont wanna hear you proud of me dont need no negative shit suroundin me move around you crowns crowden me worlds fucked in due time floating in a bubble til lose mine last time I checked I was nine. momma dropped me off I begin to climb bad ass jit, wit a chip give a fuck bout nothing real shit, but a hit started with herbs stuck in poppi fields now with the birds, stuck to the code memorized words like neards stuck to the books all ino misfits an crooks beautiful disaster like a normal, life but much faster years filled with tears others, laughter , failure comes then success after 16 years old got my cherry pop, 9 months, bootcamp own lock, found my flock birds of a feather, stick together Lost fam of top 17 years old now extensions on my glock, cuz it's a mona lisa when the whole thing Drop gen 4 bring 33 that's a hot cock dont get it done with that get the fuck up off my block work of art won't survive wit no heart iz crazy from the start jump street babe no talk wake up early morning pop my meds clear my head, outa bed take a hit of gas, knock off ya dreads, shit fire Wo make a lifer retire Ho now I elevate, went from concrete to temperpedic hella straight, did it by my self that's a hell a way boy tried play me pussy he in hell today or heaven ain't no way to tell today that's been 8 years ago free world food no cell today, that's as much of that one I can tell to day misquote repailed away self defense coulda claimed love a good game, of who to blame unsolved mystery whois to blaim, hole city kno whois ta blaim but I don't leave a clue to tha game, I dont play to lose to you lames heard a accusation decided run with that dirty chopper steppin harder then boddies runnin track got it from new Orleans ghost tells from magnolia own it's rap, before the third ward went underwater on the map back when it's the murder cap ino you heard of that hold up run it back if my trick clean can't trust the hoe so I keep her hidden till it's time fuck the hoe I say till I'm ready bust don't touch the ho till time comes slang dick then it's no glove, raw metal, no love from this hoe learned young, smart man can play dumb, dumb man, brag when he lay one trust his homies I don't trust the drum till it's done till it spits the last one if you dont hear the clak what's the fun put it all on the line U gotta run won't tell my left hand bout my right hand done do ya best protect them from this life ya done brung born wit nothin, but I'm tryin I'm die with wealth won't tell own my self fuck boys, cancer to ur health should write a book fantasy ,call it need help watch it fly off the shelf from the nitty gritty trying turn shitty shitty since a kiddy make it rapping just amigane if i make it happen I'm cooking up something in the kitchen, never switching just get at me Call me Ca-C call me Wop Call my government name you a cop, shut down shop ain't raining this season fuck the crop use the almanac fa a reason hustle own stop if you cant put 50 bands at anytime in ya hands bond money, defence lawyers ain't getting paid by same folks doin ya senecen you ain't hustling, making divadens Jordan money got you fumbling keep ya kids out the shit you hustling for them fear ain't yo friend, its all nothin for them if you dont win it's all for nothin in tha end it's all gamble, everybody cant win, in the end, but I can better my odds play a solid defense consaquinces of a grave or a fence, tryin pay this rent
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