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by my bag 
And I only want more
I'm pouring the wok
Cos I'm a leaner
We makin' hits till we filling arenas
You tryna hate like it do shit to me
I just

a family portrait
I am a product of what this company made me
Young seargent, the numbers im doing crazy
Only instructed to come up with something blazing
I

none sicker
My dash corrupt a hundred meters see I'm fast
To dog this mic like the pound when they beat up
Architect the sound the mound builder
This

mama always told me, remember
When you get knocked down, just get better
And I will not forget it, cause she took a hundred blows
And it goes to show,

that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's

Save me the feelings and the time would've spent
Now nigga paid, got a nice deal
Spent bands on the chain, that's a light bill
Pulled up to the city

some that purple (green blue)
100 cent high
Please don't go away (don't go)
I'm not good with goodbyes
Please don't hurt me, know you can
I see red in

stay up
Talking on me it's a frame up
Cross these niggas step your game up

Wake up lil nigga
Time you wasting lil nigga
Life passing by you gotta take

chasing
Bluer faces I can't face the
Whole machine inside the matrix
Neo ain't the one to save em
Me I been here contemplating
Tryna find another way to
Get

Satan paint my portrait
Too soon to tell just when I'll get there so save my place in line
It's like the world won't listen no matter how I try

Drag me

**** get it in till the sun up
Crash the whip chasing them big face hundreds
Scratch the tix tryna get them numbers
Seen me take a L now you think got

be scared when they write nigga cuz
Me and my niggas get it in till the sun up
Crash the whip chasing them big face hundreds
Scratch the tix tryna get

A hundred and Thirty-Five on the dashin
Gas smashin,
Buring rubber,
Pull my mask down i'm blastin
Cause we from A st And Jackson

~CHOURUS~
Calling me

Tattoo my mom face as portrait
She sing along like a chorus
I’m by myself like a orphan
Buzz in her nest like a hornet
Blasting off high I’m a rocket
Dawg

These so called hard rappers don't be on man time
Gossip like a bitch act feminine on Instagram live
I gotta code that stand by and die for
Since

Bring out the finest frames put my artwork in it 
Imma be a legend , it's equity in it /self portraits painted in oil increase value by the minute

image
One nation
One people
One tribe
And one blood
And one land
The same time
They hold knife
For one side
Let jah save humanity yeah

[Omo na Sozzy by

up the patients in gowns, 
The status quo at home, made me feel so alone maybe all we had known would come crumbling down, 
I cranked up the Chevy, ole

to crawling
Crawling to walking
Walking to talking
I’m just trying
Paint portrait
This comes with ease
And I never had to force it
You have a newborn
You

feeling ashamed
Militant skill
I've fulfilled an image to finish debates
Outdated hate, I'm devout to making it
Taking it, day by day like an outpatient
I'm

naked is pure ecstasy
Yet we still get confused with sex
Worried about address
And all these genes got me hard pressed 
Call me by your name
And you still

Try to heal me.
Come and think… How to save me.

The time to die arrived.

Moving along never healed old wound, remain of a kingdom with a sick crown.

Going on wax, got the best on the track
Never mind all the wack, we're back to save rap
Going on wax, got the best on the track
Never mind all

I'm bout money do you understand
So you must find me out running up them bands
I only like counting hundreds nothing but benjamins
Regardless how it