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mickey b more - it was lyrics

keeping it fresh but i ain’t got no will
feeling brezzy i got it covered in a quilt
umma leave her if she ain’t come whit a pill
cus making a baby right now just ain’t deal
making the money and getting rich what’s how i feel
keeping it real the only life thats how i live
being real my only gold thats what’s i wear
not reaching my golds the only thing thats what i fear
i’m seeing the truth it’s over here you way out there
i’m getting the loot then doing the race like solar flier
i’m shining so bright so over the light with no career
not having no ice just loving the spice of no success
i’m being the best ignoring the stress im not compared
fine wine in a rhyme im stepping on grapes
this juice in mine
lies fly to the sky
tell one and i’ll cry
ain’t scared of the flight
i’m reaching the night

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crime was the days that i loved
style would of changed to a sn-b
she left me because i always was a bomb
i’m seeing thef there she go another one (yo )
lies were the ways of us all
cake made a lil change never fall
say grace at the first of the month
that was the way that it was

lived in the bricks in the slums
worked hard for the bills selling drugs
money made all the pain get a job
money days getting paid as a guard
no raise had pray to the lord
for the cake had to bake a couple up
get the take imma go double up
what you say? fock that imma cop
then imma go get a dutch
after that imma go get a top
gift rapped tooking strolling in the park
sh-t, just spitting in the dark
but this crack ain’t no hard
i’m wack? who said that? they r-t-rded
ain’t got a stack mover pipes cussing artist
ain’t got a life reach hights smoking garbage

chorus:

crime was the days that i loved
style would of changed to a sn-b
she left me because i always was a bomb
i’m seeing thef there she go another one
lies were the ways of us all
cake made a lil change never fall
say grace at the first of the month
that was the way that it was

plays that i made on the run
ways that changed just for fun
haze get blazed for some days come and done
it pays to get laid had a babe and a gun
hey you wanna go get lunch
i gotta say you got sum -ss yea a bunch
and you can pay i bet you peruse weigh a tonne
and that’s the way i never keep them in a bunch
i mack a bunch no fries with a punch
i mac a fruity loops pun shot of rum
i smack a dead drunk c-nt with a log
i lack the love people need to go on
i fade away on the weed in my lungs
i laid a egg on the track train come
eye open up so i could see the real ones
my style never done it never done
it never done

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