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Big House

Michael Penn

March

the door would open first
You had a talent for excuses...
An innocent who'd been coerced
You had to have it all rehearsed when
Knocking at the big house

got me feening I'm Jodeci-ing I feel like weezy in that first Cash money meetingI got the talent bae if you can manageMight can drive a stick but this

life just coasting 
Yes I'm nice you know this 

Im only tryna fly some kites 
Maybe order someone to die
Homies too comfy getting cuffed tight 
Get

faith when your potential is closest 
When you're at your lowest to take a chance on your token
Man this life taught me too stick and move
If you're

it
Honestly I'm getting over this
By using all my talent
Probably you gonna end up pissed
cause I been rapping bout it
But I gotta talk my shit
Cause

daan
Shey na Noble
Shey we don come
We no fit go
Vibes dey body
Will never finish oh
Oluwa by my side
I go fit to conquer all
Them dance jogodo inside my

Level up like a high score
It’s what I do, it’s how I live, it’s what I ride for
And if you want it you can have it too
So this is what I say to you

I'm the talent
Too much henny
Got you blacking
While I'm snapping
On the track and
Making racks
My pockets fat
You couldn't do this
That's a fact
You

a week
Too many pray on my downfall thats what they hope to see
I promise by the end of the year they gone remember me
Gotta finish what i started
Survival

If you're listening to this
You're probably in the afterlife
Yea this is heaven sent
Yea this is what that light feel like
Yea
Download God
Download

Talk to your Jesus
Been fist fighting instrumentals since a fetus
You against us if you don't believe this
If she asked for my photo then your bitch

Talk to your Jesus
Been fist fighting instrumentals since a fetus
You against us if you don't believe this
If she asked for my photo then your bitch

Abeg
Life can be funny sometimes menh
and people can be funny too I swear
Inshallah Inshallah
I go make this money Inshallah
Never to reason them

No Mistakes

Classified

Boy-Cott-In the Industry

I really liked
Before that my flow was too hype and I really couldn't write
So, I took the long way, we could argue all day if it's the wrong way

Already back here too long, by the end of this I'll be free
Slowly picking myself up, healing wounds gon' be next
Talking down on my name, all you gonna hit

of the times I cried in the Tesla
All of the times I ain't break down, I ain't fold under that pressure
Too many people leaning on me, nigga never, yeah

message
And it won't be too late to realize I said this
But most will listen and still fail when tested
I guess that's our kind but I pray to stay blessed

many goals but alone and torn

Every time I meet a human on this planet
Every idiosyncrasy comes rushing to my mind like a magnet
Unintentionally

tired of
The pain ready to see the sunshine
Tired of the rain something money
Can't buy I need someone by
My side people claim they care
But it's all lies

chinks
Never could afford gold and diamond studded links
So this chakra bracelet on my wrist is all I'll ever need
Lifted by the voices of the people, but

It was difficult for me I told you
I was a introverted seed
I grow into
This nigga that been writing all these words
My imagination ran but reality was

loose ends
And highs that don't end
And if it's all about balance, I'm trying to find one
Between my talents, my mattress, and my income
So when I get up

candle

Wax on wax off

No beef stroganoff 

Got him by the balls 

Make him cough 

He’s sick now he got covid

Chill out this boy he just a kid 

They

buying up this knock off name brand stuff
Even if I get it all I'll never measure up
Because your coolness is diffused through all you do 
Every action