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Freak put up all the bread for my album
Dont he know I couldn't do none this without him
Them niggas stole my life's work
Why I ain't do

to crystallize a love story
By turnin it into a piece of music
Hopefully you'll like the album
Hopefully you won't find it redondant or repetitive
That's a piece

hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter
Your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses in

hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter
Your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses in

hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter
Your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses in

hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter
Your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses in

hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter
Your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses in

Just gettin' started so I think
I'm bouta call this my Genesis
And I don't and I don't
Think that any y'all are ever gonna Be ready for the Exodus

imminent
Just not how I thought
See I was sure
Like a beam seems I was wrong
But I've been thinking it's time a storm
came by and fucking cleansed me

lookin' over at me
Wind in my fur, I was thurr
I remember it all too meow
Photo album on the counter
Your tail was curling up
You used to be a little kitten

When they ask me how I'm doing I'm fine
I been smoking pine I'm always on my grind
When my album drop
Nigga in due time
I'll make you press rewind

Why do we idolize those who put on a show
As if they are somehow succeeding By enjoying the joy they have stolen from the world in monetary form?

And Jolly
A green giant
Telling you stories
While it's happening
Call it Jolly tales
My album
Made it to the top
And it never fell
Wishing star
Shine bright

You didn't see it coming
Thought you‘d be sad
Constant reminders 
Of the memories that you had 

I tried to comfort you
You asked me why
So busy

too complacent
Be trusted by everyone but trust nobody
You should pick this up quick I learned it from John Gotti
And I heard it through the grapevine

tonight they're eating thoughts and prayers

Racism, Misogyny, uhh, Kidz Bop
By that mean bopping kids, not the music albums
But the act of, uh, molesting

Flow do przodu ciągle patrząc spod byka
Drugi album jak prąd pomyka
Po kablach żadna mi to nowinka
Wiesz że tak miało być się pytasz
Rym za rymem jak

And we ain't coming with the heat
Man, we ain't here to play dawg
We here to eat your fucking food
Don't fucking play dawg
I'm out here all day
Y'know, me

the album, welcome
To a new star in your eardrum
Ding dong, ditch all of that sing song
My girl ditching all but her thong
Cup pong, cause she keeps these

at Knight
So if you round tables I authored then my penning I might
Pull my weapon out an rock-a-by baby my baby was right
Life's a bitch who needs some dick

Ya
I'm back
Yeah
I'm coming hard like a bad cramp
Something like a charlie horse up in ya back
My intentions ain't nice you tell by the look on my

then they go straight ghost y'all realize I'm a heavy case load
Drawn to the beat don't need to trace though everybody gotta die sometime aye bro
Music

the best of my intellect

Flashback time when I ran by blocks
Had no choice but to think bad thoughts
Way back then when I called no shots
Now when they move

Asylum Execution, go get the album
Who dropped a double disc every minute was white powder
I just wish my father stopped smoking crack took a shower