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Poed Up ft. Big Sean
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AirPlane (ft.Curren$y)
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Im Good (Jay Swifa and Jerreau)
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Kill Em (Jerreau)
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Roller Coaster
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Long Run
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Only One
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Good to Go
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Bad
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911 (Monkey Wrench)
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5000
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Salutation
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Hard Sell
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Finish Line
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Love For You
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How to Act
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Control
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Who You Wit
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Like That feat. Dom Kennedy
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Sincerely
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Poed Up
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The Hard Way
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Friends.Women.Money ft. Dom Kennedy
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Friends.Women.Money Feat. Dom Kennedy
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Gone
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Look Up To The Sky ft. Bj The Chicago Kid & P.Blackk
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Dont call
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Feel Good
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Do It For You ft. Pac Div & Bj The Chicago Kid
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We Out
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Don’t Call
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Checking For You
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Do It For You feat. Pac Div and BJ the Chicago Kid
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Lil Super Star
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Tonight
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Poed Up (feat. Big Sean)
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Look Up To the Sky feat. BJ the Chicago Kid and P. Blackk
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Winter Summer
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For Honor
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Grand Opening
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When We
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Flatline
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Nothing New
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Poed Up feat. Big Sean
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Friends.Women.Money
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Feels Good
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Don't Count Me Out (feat. BJ the Chicago Kid)
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Stay Alive
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Less Is More
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Hello
Really hope this ain't what I'm made for, clocking dollars and pesos
Tryna get passed that Range Rove, Lexus truck, Porsche Cayenne S's
Mercedes SLS's
I asked the Lord forgive me, swear to you I learned my lesson
Tryna build more with my pop, he can see through my depression
Tryna be more how I was when I was an adolescent
Tryna see more through my specs without all the speculations
Tryna open up my mind without all the concentration
Tryna rest without defeat so when it's time to rest in peace
I be good and I can fly without these boulders on my feet
Yea, Swifa brought the vibe this here is way more than a beat
And them words you talking way more than just air between your teeth
Keep the live and you might find your teeth is way down at your feet
And I ain't violent but you try me and we'll have to wait and see, wait and see
Now I'm riding 'round in my hood, I'm probably up to some good
I hope my people love it, rep Columbus 'til I die
If I approach you like a person, don't judge me with yo mind
Cause everything I got ain't always on my person all the time
Could've died when I got that phone call, cops kicked in that front door
And I'm a thousand miles away, shit I guess that goes to say
All the shit we did for paper, it don't just go away
Making money like birthday, every day we cutting cake
Like I always tell my brothers, if I'mma ride for it I'mma die for it
Blood, sweat, and I'mma cry for it, and I'mma make these dreams real life for us
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