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well i don't know you gotta bring up the facts
On Freeway pushing a hunnit this ain't a regular track
You be with them nigga now we gotta get you an we

as though we're not on the same track of mind
Unless our own stubborn ways are enough
For our sake or our strife
Commonalities won't be enough to bring it all

Yeah
I'm talking two phones
How I used to stack my cash
Yeah I'm talking two domes
Shh and Geeskiii on the track
Talking uh
Yeah I got too many

it and I hope that you make it
I am the insight
Who I am inside is who I am in life
Counted cars by the age of nine
Think ya driving better move aside

this creature diss the whore
She is getting bodied
Rachel is not a favorite she is hated
By everybody in the industry
There is no opinion its a fact that

(Sitcom Laugh Track) rap Battle!
Barney Stinson! Versus!
Sheldon Cooper! Begin!

Ted, hold my drink
Where are all the blondes hidden?
I came here

forgotten
I never want to forget you
And keeping track of the stones helps me through (stones that I threw)

All of that time went by
And when I lost you I

watch that'll trump you
In other words fuck you
I did it like a loner, did it by myself
Was on the move and still
Cookin' like a flyby chef
If you don't

and help me get it back on track

Tell me how you did it, tell me how you got through
The bad parts of life that are challengin' you
'Cause I'm so lost,

feel alive
Consumed by the fire
Without burning burning down
I was sitting in the twilight
Kinda wishing for life
You came and opened my eyes
Ye
Ye
Watch

Fuck what you say 

I'm dead anyway 

Come track these cuts 

It be too late 

 

Ride round town where the spot at Bridge look good where my heart

By hating on hype, hahaha
You shit talk the big dawgs
We privately hear it
But we publicly ignore y'all
It's not 'cause we fear it (What?)
It's 'cause

Ho-Hold on Tae Retro

I could paint a picture with my lyrics
Word to Mona Lisa
Kill tracks,  Retro like a rapping
Grim Reaper (Retro)
Nigga said he

a bar
Instead of modeling for likes you'd be laughing by now
Instead of struggling to write 1 measly track
Clearly you got to have some trouble to make

go with that smart talk
Yeah i done became a fox
The police tryna hold a
Brother back over contracts
Crazy rappers hating on a brother on tracks
But i

(Aye)
(Graww)
(Aye)
(Graww)
(Graww)
I'ma just keep on
Runnin' it up
Like track meet
Stackin' it up like Tetris
(Stack that shit up)
Im in key west

I'm falling asleep again waiting up for you to come home
Another night I wasted staying up by the telephone
I just wanted something but I got nothing

Liza, Liza you're losing track and it's showing
Liza, Liza has no shame
Liza, Liza plays the game
Liza spends her weekends drinking by the pool
All

say for the pussy
Fuck niggas go and pay for the pussy
No hair rogaine for the pussy
No math spend cash instead
Making tracks whats
Is that u slave

LSU i hit hard, so tell the
Doctor print the CAT scans, fool
I reckon you want to see
How bad I'm wreckin' it
I reckon mud tracks runnin' through

Upchurch the Redneck)
You didn't get me for shit
You paid me good and you know it
So I could fix your shit track
And make that shit mediocre
The only reason

Okay, here's another track that
Don't make sense
Hold up, wait a minute, I'ma talk my shit
Open up the door and get inside my ship
I'ma show you how

Burgundy to Reisling
Flash false flag when I draw the gun
You jump the line like a track-start run
Too fast for you, my Young Son
You faker than blue-tipped

All around the world and back
Our love is like a railroad track
We've been through the thick and thin
From Santa Cruz to East Berlin

I praise