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giving a fuck
If I gotta trap or rap or rob
Do it by any means its a job
I'm finna build it up like Bob
You cant handle it door knob
I'm throwing it to you

Holdin’ On
Bob Jr.


Verse 1:                         
Forbidden dreams are locked up tight in my mind
Trying to catch up but I just keep falling

my boy/ I won’t never forget my boy

(V1):


Kick down the door wit my muhfukkin folks get to wildin/ if I ever do wanna retaliate do it by turning you

(Brr)
T-shirt Chrome, tell the lil' bitch
"My heart dead" (yeah)
Vanilla this, vanilla that
The young Tron was giffy grabbin'
Made his whole car stop
I

sting
Make it sting
Make it sting

When the night falls there can be no regrets
Brush it off and I am set
Can't stop dancing by the sunset
When the rain's

soul without leaving the nest
You can't slay a dragon just by playing dragon quest
Catch up to me, that's a stretch
You can't even reach your toes

vertebrae
Now your head won't bob
Too bad
Every time I rap
They be like, Who dat
Every time you rap
They be like, Mute that
Move back
You trash
Using

Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing

by myself with Dawson
On the beat, we might put a Grammy
On the shelf, a kid can dream Cruisin burning green
I keep a backwood for the bad days
Hit

Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing

I'm a dog to birds
I won't shy away , I could die today
Yet nothing will stop me, I'll steady mow through the zombies, and just meditate, but I've

in to a room
They stop and stare
Hips swaying but issa thigh affair
Ha ha ha I ain't no dumb blonde duh
Ima Black Beauty like Ms. Baker
Cakes by

you can't tell me shit bitch
I'm my biggest critic
Won't stop until the rich shit
I ain't with the gimmicks
Ain't a prince I ain't Will Smith, 
King

Quarantine
 
Had to grab a mask and I know how it look
Judge me by the cover, I'll become the book
Switches half a rack, now I'm hella shook
Can't bear

giving a fuck
If I gotta trap or rap or rob
Do it by any means its a job
I'm finna build it up like Bob
You cant handle it door knob
I'm throwing it to you

till i get it straight
Momma ima chase my dream promise i won't never stop
If i get the shot i'm taking it walking like cheddar bob
Cousin alex taught me

Hennessy get niggas active
And I'm always rolling deep, no Adele
Five hop out anytime we getting stop by 12
Notice that I'm a sav, I ain't even 21 yet
Still

like Ronaldo
Paint dripping like Picasso
Bob Ross with the Afro
Graduated this spring
Red and gold with the tassel
Green on green that's cash flow
Stop

than fall

And stoop to your level no lesser
I won't be coerced by the devil I know that im better
 just Tryna rake in that cheddar
 in the warzone im

Makin' her mad, yeah I gotta say sorry
She from jamaica, but ain't no Bob Marley
Stop playing games, this shits not Atari
Life move so fast, this shit is

by myself cause I got me
There's some paper beside me that I ain't touch yet
Material girl, this material world
Diamond glitters and them pearls
That's

off!
It's just my father warned me
If I'm not a Tory
By the time I'm forty
Then I won't have a brain
But now that I've climbed that hill
Looking 'round I

neo out the matrix  

I work hard just to get by

I won't stop cause I need mine

Why give you all of my time

Keep them fucks I don't have mine

I'm

traveled, daily battles and tussles
Sweet signs of struggle brings success by the bundles
We all had our individual rhymes, rhyme groups
Rhyming groups