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This smoke break is sponsored by Green Hour Coffee. Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute. One of the best to ever do it, I know I'm convinced. Look success in the face, then blow a kiss. I'm on one, two, three, four, five with the wizards. Hoes, new game, still I'ma deliver. Her attitude determines how much time I'ma give her. On my east side, drinking wine, trading game with the dealers. With the pain, I will pill him. Give me pain and I'll pill him. Every day for the skrilla, mommy, sorry I dealt him. Praying loud to the lord, I was in a bad space. And don't just blame it on bro, the emoji sad face. Get the message, the message was bigger. The money is gone, bro, the lessons was bigger. Pop was my favorite, but I'm trying to be chicken. Alive, able to look back on my prime. Able to put this on and watch him shine. Bad boy like Diddy, but kept it quiet as Sean Poe. Thanks for the shout out, though. Got a gang of texts when you danced on that jet. You couldn't sign me, but I was hot, so they gave my respect. Retweeted and worked it. That's a hustler's purpose. Attach yourself to what's working. Miley Cyrus twerking. I'm smart, but smart enough to not disrespect the art. What up, bros? What planet we on with this one? Poetic justice. What Janet we on with this one? Got a cutie in my eye, but I don't know her race. More than turkey bacon, egg whites while I kiss her face. I love this beat. Heard it, hopped on it like rabbit. He told me, no charge. I kill it, then I can have it. I dig. My brother Slick, that's my favorite dread. He told me, follow my dream until I f***ing live. So for him, I take a bullet to the f***ing head. Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute. Yeah, I'm the best that ever do it. I know I'm convinced. It's like Duncan and Vince. Wrist, my chain, my shine, my grind is everything. Come across my path, my eye on everything. Cause at a point, I was naive to a few things. Let a few f***ers do things that I normally wouldn't let you do. But the chance of me keeping that going. My exes got a better chance of getting a text back saying, I miss you too. Karma, I'm here to tell my story. A wartime like Denzel and Glory. Past hella gory. But persevering, ain't a better story. Narrated through the paper, still fresher than a taper. Just done. It's bigger than me, I'm just one. Diamond lane, the gang. Feel our pain, ain't just fun. It's just what we project. Bad luck in my deck. Go for no disrespect. 200 pushups and flex. My daughter called me and she told me she love her daddy. It's a good day, her mama at home. I dropping her in the valley. Yeah, I delay the money coming. See me beezed at the honey coming. Play with your p*** while you rub my stomach. Yeah, heaping the p***, n****s gotta love it. Petty, bruh, I am not above it. But my Congress know to govern. Everything I do, keep it n****s straight. Tell me, I don't want to hear what other n****s ain't. YSL, yeah my bros fresh. Love my n****s, stank. Love my n****s, dead. Love my n****s, T-Mac and Leroy. Pray they love theyself and know that they ain't gotta be like nobody else. Get stuck, just act like a D, boy. Yeah, in every sense of the word. Beef, but bring it on, bro. Commence with the herd. Browse my hair on my posse, but f*** what you heard. Corner boy, just advancing the curbs.

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