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about it
Obvious it hits home for me
Otherwise I wouldn't get up on the mic
And make a song about it
What you got wrong about it
Is I never rap about some

The year was 1979 Suga Hill my friend
It hit the billboard charts and his heart too
Like right then he knew what he had to do
Not the clearest picture - but

been for the streets
So she prolly gon cheat bro

Said my whole album trash
I'm like Thanks for the play cause he know it was heat tho
Like I care what

I'll be fine (I lied)
"Chi you pose to tell niggas you poppin"
I am just by telling the truth in my rhymes
Thought I'd be popping when I moved to Cali
My

everyday in the studio for the money
If my nigga make a hit beat, I rap for the money cause
Is the wild wild west straight from the gutter
Getting everything

pay ima prolly hit the spot
Ma niggahs move dope faster than you sling a fucken Rock
Shawty get this paper while she riding on the block
We prolly do

out if you cause my life trouble

Cause im sick and tired of gettin pushed around by people
Yall walkin and talkin like you dont know were equal 
Better

rap lines
I guess that’s no more throwing up gang signs
I guess that’s no more talking that shit though
That ROYOS Renz when we make another hit though

Album of the year man I could vouch
That would be me braggin to much I gotta chill out
Man I can't be flexin out my ass
Man I know about the doubt
Ay

to get me some cash now a young nigga rocking Givenchy
Hit the rap game like Mahammad Ali
Vision blurry you can't see what I see
Caught a brand new wave

I can tell by the blinds
The life like a tape recorder hit play or rewind

better tell your dawg to shut up, ‘for we come and hit him
Me and my niggas dangerous, we might just come and drill him
If you ain’t about that life, then

little thots
People who hate me get hit by a rock
All my haters see me at the top
Your girl just gave me... top
Last time you dropped an album, it flopped

I got a song for those who say They wasn't feeling me
I'm a playa you a hater this yo Anthem
Mad I hit da corner store wit a Camera and song made

the punchline doesn’t hit you till after
Now there’s the slightest touch of pain in the laugher
What really matters in this intimate catastrophe of cyclical

Yo
This is c-grind
In this album you'll feel my pain
My heart
My energy
My frustrations
My happiness
You'll feel emotions that I was always afraid

the clique, I said
Not By The Hair On My Dummy Fat Dick
And if that tummy have a kick, imma abort that shit
Support no kid, .44 to your forehead if
You talking

close 
I know this could be my last Tru impression
I'll hand you this album while astral projecting 
Through sound we have found a connection
This

of the others, they not hot but mild
Album coming soon, coming in December
I wrote this hit the 21st of November
Looks like there's gonna be heat like an ember

to the beat move your feet get rhythm
Squares to a prism what's a diamond to an album
I can see em hiding' so I go & get em
Coach said "get em' & I told coach

be sane just led me to an island of pain
But I'm out here by myself and wishing I was afraid
But I can thrive in the fray, you wanna drive her away?

2020 hit different
You can’t have a opinion cause people these days are illiterate
This is shit i deal with
Opinions turn into belligerence
But that’s

the bus hit?
Daily dabble in the deleterious
Self-harm will steal your heart before instilling fear in it
Black king—He was buried beneath a pyramid
Aimed

that's gross profit
They like Mo stop went to climb and fell
Running up I gotta get it by the bell
leak the album gotta time it well
You don't like making