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grinding to the day they put me in a body bag me
To give my kids a future that I never had
When you serve a pluck by your daughter and you don't feel no

the stu and spits his damn mind
That's talent, That's generational
Y'all like groupies watching his every move)

If my album don't drop
Prolly got caught by

Bastard

Tyler, the Creator

Bastard

2009

Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

the preacher my fiancé (Beyoncé)
I was tryna make beats while my niggas on the corner pitched Kanye
Hard drive crashed I would dash to the ave and recorded by

Imagine me as I write these bars
Of lyrical content that goes hard
Surrounded by folks that wannabe stars
But can't shake off their emotional scars
Like

the rafters, I'm hall of fame
You was my Beyonce always fighting temptations
Now you rolling down the road looking for motivation
Ain't no shame in me,
The Shit

about to rise
Yet no body wanna touch that shit like it is Hammer Time
Nah this ain't Beyonce but they need to bow down
They ain't got not destiny, but

Look into your eyes
Speak to yourself
You're a special lady girl, believe in yourself
He made you cry
Left you laying on the shelf
Listen to Beyonce
Tell

no body wanna touch that shit like it is Hammer Time
Nah this ain’t Beyonce but they need to bow down
They ain’t got not destiny, but they my child now

she can get a
Taste of the dick
She can deny
But can’t deny the
Look in her eye
I be noticing every time
I walk by
And do slick shit
Tryna get my

These shooters is far from ready
Claim they're hitters, okay
So when Kelly miss shells
Then I'm Beyonce
Beyond great
My mind state be on plays
All your

And I don’t know how I’ll ever repay
See
I make right decisions when you on my mind okay
I like this life I’m living when you’re by my side okay
I wanna

words boy 
StickUp pull up on yo block and you gone pull off in a hearse boy aye 

She know I'm not a lame 
Let her call call me by my name 
Told her I

i said i ain't ready
So i stay ten toes
And i keep my feet heavy
Had to keep my mind steady
Nigga soft like a teddy
But when we in the bed he gone

like Cheesecake
But she don't make no scenes, this ain't Child's Play
She not like Billie Jean, more like Beyonce
My mom say, if you feel it then it's

to point out all the fake people tryna get by me 
When I wasn't sh*t ni**as thought that I'll never be crowned
On the rise and I know they can't believe it

Uh...
First take
See my flow's off the walls like it's manufactured by the Vans
But L.O.V.E.'s the motto I gotta go rep my own brand
It is all about

or die
120 on the highway that's suicide
Girl I just wanna please ya please ya
And keep that beautiful mind alive
From the first time I saw you had me

Peace of mind for a piece of mine
The brain swapping prime
Different level we gon' revel while they leg behind
Beyoncé and Hov shit
Cubans on a boat shit

All week we're stuck in the grind 
Getting off at five, then your home and in bed by nine 
But mama you, 
You ain't fooling me 
Friday night your in

It’s a BOYB
Bring Only ya Body
Who gon' love ya like me?
Nobody
You should know by now I can read ya mind
You should call a priest, I’m on demon time

From the back while passing
You dro
It's passin' eight by
Nine o clock getcha home
Catch ya subtweeting all day
Bout the Scenario
Sayin damn I love his

broke by the woman That I loved the most
I ain't crying over spilled milk
Only rum and coke
These niggas be fake
These women play me for a joke
My heart

Yeah
Yeah, gav-o
Me and you
Baby what you trying to do
The vibe is right maybe
Get a little high with you
Relax yo mind crazy
All the stress you ran