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The coolest nigga,

please have sympathy
And forgive Young history as
The coolest nigga,

I the Lord
But sometimes it's like that I me more
I the peace and I love the war
I love the seas and I love the
No for no beach; baby, that's law
But she doesn't see; therefore, I
I trick, I fall, run up in raw
I love her with all my
Every vein, every vessel, every bullet
With every flower that I ever apart
She said that she would me greatness, status
Placement above the
My face would grace
Of the magazines of the
Paper, the likes of that I had never seen
Her eyes glow green with the logo of our
The of our scene
The obsession for the bling
She be my queen, I could be her king
Together, she would me cool
And we would rule

And I never feel pain
And be without pleasure, ever again
And if the stops and everything's dry
She would cry just so I can drink the tears from her
She'd teach me how to fly, cushion my fall
If my engines stall and I plummet from the sky
But she will me high, and if I ever die
She would monuments on her bosom to him
Or maybe retire as well
A match made in Heaven, set the fires in
And be

The coolest nigga,

please have sympathy
And forgive Young history as
The coolest nigga,

And so began our
The Her and I, caine
No weather man could ever stand her and I came
hard, umbrella, whatever
Put over Pella panes
And pray to God that the flood
you gon' need a sub til he does reply
And not one of Jared's; you think all arid
And e'eryt'ing's irie, another
That means another July my endless summer
That was just the eye of the Unger,
he is the cleanest amongst the
Younger outstanding achieving
The ones that had deadbeat and well-to-do mommas
But not well enough to 'em from us
The that were fighting in class who might not pass
Rap record pressured to laugh at a life not
Can you it?
Is what I got
Do I love
Said, I don't
got my heart, Game got my soul
One time sunshine will never hurt your soul
Quote to a crying, baby mama
Who's the mama to the daughter that I had from afar
My new lady gave me a Mercedes and a necklace with a solid key
Like the of a car, the opener of a door, or two pounds of raw
You gave me a baby, but about lately?
ha-ha-ha-ha-ha'd right up in her face, G
There's more in the sea
I'm on my to be

The nigga, what

Lord please sympathy
And forgive Young history as
The nigga, what

Come, these are the tales of The
Guaranteed to go and make you from your school
And seek grails like a fool
And hang with the players of the
Fast-talking of the
No heaven up above you, no underneath ye
And no one will thee
So shed no tear when we're not
And keep your as we chase
The