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Not even fair To box away those old faces Not even close To the way it was then When everyone would stay away From you And I don't remember how Just

Not even fair To box away those old faces Not even close To the way it was then When everyone would stay away From you And I don't remember how Just

standing on the roof Drop the flows in the booth And drop the top on the coupe Ain't no stoppin' the dude My team making currency Got 'em screaming Dope

my shirt With the steam that's clean, you start to dream extreme You chose one, you're on the creamer team You move with men that beat 'em, they on the screamer team

m on the kings page But no album, this is all for the mixtapes In a different lane, no signs of road rage, aint no body over here to rage quit, so no gains No sleep

far from a lame you will never see me run You know how we do it beef jump into it Mafia's the gang max out the squadron Nine millimeter team, Mack 11

G's They after a playa but I won't let em capture me I gotta thank the lord for the weed and a nigga team I can't sleep close my eyes I see wicked deams

B-L-O-C-K he spray The hawk'll find a nice home right where your cheeks stay We got a mean team, Hip Hop dream team Them boys is only in the projects

boy tell em come and get me I'm at the fight, been kinda like Bellmen Only took the trip to the truck twice Unpacked the Mac 11 and air max's Stuff six