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we all believe in money thats just our hypothesis 

Go and get a bag, motivation for they ass, 
Cause there’s money in the internet, heard money in

just trying to get
laid
Everywhere I go you know that i be dripping sauce
Run up on a check, yea you know that I am a boss
Goddamn Goddamn
All these

were done
Those words that were said
To make me feel like an outcast
All alone in my head

That face that was made
The body language that spoke so much

said the world ain't on your side it's large it can drown you
And the thing that takes you under is what you confined to
At seventeen I had a whole

beats produced by Mike Dean
For views and live streams
Or a lightning fast flow for cash flow
The music's never done
There's room for everyone
On this

Balenciaga remember it used to be that pro club
These hoes didn't give a fuck they showed no love
Gave No hugs
But now I'm only giving bitches all

that lined your grave
Fill the gardens in my head
And foggy memories of better days
Make me yearn for things you said

Many years have now gone by
Lost

around and round and round 

Maybe all those tasty doves im taking make me crazy
Baby girl just take me home I’ll meet your mum im wavey
I’ve won the race

and proper please
I need to free these things
The choices I made
Due to the voices in my head
No hoaxing I'm ghosted
Let's lift up our flutes it's time

Yeah, he screamin' out the want   that smoke mamma sittin' at home
Cryin', prayin' for him on the low
His partner gunned down by the week ago

Now he in

Take it all away, take the pain away, the suffering the madness the jealousy the aches. Why is it so hard to deal with the things that come my way,

Cruise around in the 528
Tryna get my money straight
Done moving weight
Tryna move on to a bigger plate
I'm talking figures
That's no debate
Time Is

treated like a no one
Fuck
That shit was no fun
I run run run run
I've been running from no one
Look at these pussies
Acting like someone
You dumb dumb dumb

Why do I wait 
End of the day 
When all is done
To give You praise
Give my idols Your place
By keeping You outta my space 
Why's it so hard to spend

Send shots to your way, no flirt
It's a million different ways to leave these niggas in the dirt
Child labor victim, I've been putting in the work

brakes
I'm thankful just to fucking be alive
I'm thankful for the woman by my side
I'm thankful that I finally realized
My past was wrong and I'm fucking

She's in an s550
That's a new Mercedes
Shawty call me and say she don't like what I've been sellin' lately
Sellin' sour sativa
Sativa, amnesia, sellin'

and succumb to use of drugs
My power is falsity of everything I've done
All I know is work, I lost the meaning of my fun
I need to find a cure, I can't stand

days
that pass by as they come 
you and I 
living in a century  
has given us too much 
many times we forget 
all we search for is Love 
so when the sun

rather not rap About
I've done shit that's gon stay off Recording
Told myself why not try out the Rapping route
Dip my pen in the blood from my Core
Now

all inspired by somebody yours is local in fact
I always hear somebody say see what I pull out my bag
But your priorities ain't straight for me to worry

That can't be it
Gotta have intellect
Fuck my brains
Sapiosexual, can't talk mouth is full
No bull with these locs you pull
Me close to you (I)
I let you

And girl my love was true
You was there and things that these hoes won't do
And yes I played my part
Like from the start it done broke your heart

Holyfield
In a boxing ring fighting all these demons still
She don’t wanna be saved but that’s alright with me
Just like these future memes
She belong