ten years down destiny foretold senses drown dreams are wide and gold increase my mind beginning to be sold sacred ties have never felt so cold but the
Ten years down destiny foretold senses drown dreams are wide and gold increase my mind beginning to be sold sacred ties have never felt so cold but the
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Ten years down destiny foretold senses drown dreams are wide and gold increase my mind beginning to be sold sacred ties have never felt so cold but
money is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early we thought you got ten Opened his safe kicked me down with
money is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early we thought you got ten Opened his safe kicked me down with cold
Across another season How do the powerless survive Ten years come and gone so fast And if you look into your future life Ten years from this question
picturin' grams tuckin' me in Breakin' me out of her change purse Slash teacher, slash preacher, slash changed nurse One woman, ten boys, seven daughters Three story
Verse One: I met this girl, when I was ten years old And what I loved most she had so much soul She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew
you up" "Don't ask me 'bout a woman That's some complicated stuff They ain't made to figure out They're just made to love" Fast forward ten years it
[Jae Millz] Ayo Millz break the block down from A to Z I can supply you with work lil' nigga, I'm like the Temp. Agency I'm in the kitchen wood chilled
the gun recipe These old n****z want the new born sound Actin' like they don't know who holdin' New York down Yeah, I used to buy Nick's, ten years later
you don't stop 1, 2, y'all and you don't stop Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop 1, 2, Common Sense is gonna drop I met this girl, when I was ten years
got little tits and your face looks like em mitt till First I'm a get it hot, then I'm a get a deal My budget none stop, mine paying ten mills And when
game or you smoke the pipe I became a rapper at the age fourteen No gold ropes, no diamond rings But look at me now, ten years later Ask any MC if I
bills and not drink too much Then the problems of life you'll be throwing up Like me, but you don't see Ten years from now, where will you be? The ghetto
night Kept it clean Polished it well Cherished every cartridge, every shell Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt There's a carcass of my second kill Down
