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just keeps coming around
So for me it's that smell and those memories and the feeling
Whatever else I can make with my hands

Gabe
This is Gabe
And my

Produced by Cre8 uh, uh, uh
Put him in the air like he flyin'
Fuck a nigga gang shit

Put him in the air like he flyin'
All that cap in his raps, he

in the basement
You always say you made me (Huh?)
You always say I'm lazy (No)
But I'm here, on my grind
While you're just killing babies
And how can

through the hate
I'll just elevate, you imitate
I'm a Top G you Great Value Andrew Tates
Run with nerds and casuals, I fly with the greats
When you die,

C-C-Choppa finna leave him baking
She wanna fuck we ain't dating
Kill a nigga call me Satan
I just might go Super Saiyan
Kill him if he think I'm playin
Shot

(All it takes is)
(just one song you know)
(just gotta go get it)
(scrilla scrilla)
Chorus 1:
Drew a picture of baby
Knew I had to go get it
Take me

the Lord give me the light when my darkest hours approaching
Now, now
I ain't folding or slowing down for a moment
This moment's golden, I'm starting to feel

Jordan and I got hit newest pair on
I'm Reverend Jr King Luther Martin marching
Die for what I stand for, moving target
Try to shoot me, watching movies

DARKER CUZ THE GIRLDEM LOOK LIKE STARLA, JUST HIT ME UP WHEN YOU'RE DONE GOLDEN LIKE THE GIRLFRIEND ASTA, BIG BUM FINNA MAKE MAN RUN(×2)

Lian:….
Prrr
Pull

has been nothing but great,
And it's more of a tool for me to be cool instead of setting me straight,
And with these lyrics I hope you all can just

chief, are ya down
Are ya not? The red shock will get dropped
By this hip hop
(Ha ha ha) Yo, who gets the last laugh?
(DA YOUNGSTA'S) So give a
Path for

to write lines
That make your fans want to follow me
Just like Monopoly, I'm getting paper
Tip-toeing, I'm like an army
Beat foes like it's a hobby
I throw

probably you'll comprehend for real 
Just got back from South Beach, Miami 
Was out on Collins dropped top had all these tings staring at me 
I'm

I didn't wanna self destruct
The evils of Lucy was all around me
So I went running for answers"

(If these walls could talk
If these walls could talk)

to me guilty by association 
And I declare the message 
Fuck your inner circle of freshies 
I'm living life respectfully 
Your morals are your standards

the most, but in all honesty
This is for Andrew, CJ, Jordan, Wayne and Alec
Ain't want me when you had it, that was tragic
Cause collectively you all drove me

A Fool For You
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss

Well, if no two stars are alike, then how can I still be the one 
Falling into the web you spun, not

it's not too late
Treat my girls great
But still make them chase me like Andrew Tate
She ever speak out about me in public
It's fuck you, babe
Off That

could've been different, I should've just listened,
My gut was saying no but my heart wouldn't have missed it, goddamn

Hook (Andrew Cameron):
I should've

doorstep more
Yeah
But who the fuck are you to tell me what to do when all you seek is dollar bills
Not for pleasure sniffing around like a whore
I was gonna

me
I'm waiting and it's patiently my God has made plan for me

(Chazey)

Pchi got them blades he'll cut you up like mozzarella cheese
Surrounded by

over
I got the world on my back
My better half on my shoulders
And lately I've been trying to relax
But my desire for lyrical homiside
Just won't me

Andrew Luck
And PF Changs
Sit me anywhere I want
Im in a rush
I don't have the time to talk
And you can tell that I got sauce
By the walk
Shortie thick
See

frauds
I am Alan Sugar and you're just a Claude
I got Mansa Musa in me yeah that's whicked
I can never be poor I'm rich in spirit
Dying without leaving