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milly 
Her hands in my pants she tryna free willie 
So I said let's make a movie she say you so  silly
I be rapping good smoke baby lil silky 
Brothers

baller
23 to the bank
Bitch you think I'm good
Boy I'm great
Do this when I wake
Just to keep the clowns away
Got a red nose where I stay
I can't answer

through the tape in your mind
Telling yourself you're not good enough you're not worthy enough
You're not smart enough, you're not enough
Which is a tape

Patrolled
And controlled by a state that's de facto cause we're de jure off the Petron
These wack boys possess no bars that we hold
And they have no record

Yeaaah Paper
Skrrrrrr skrrr Skrr
Kampala Boy Rapaholix
Mio Made Icon
Wo Wo Wo Wo Wo
Level up Level Up Level Up
Twakikubye Time to switch it up
Level

hit it 
All by myself then I split it
Intentions of doing good over evil purpose I do it 
So confident that I won before the journey starts I was finish

I knew she wanna fuck me
By the way she went to touch me
Yeah she from Long Buckby
But for the night she staying in Rugby
I had it in the bag until

get through
Got a good one at home
But drinking with these fine hoes
Wifey telling me to settle down, we have a kid
But them selfish tendencies be

k phenom 
Album dropping when its my time 
Im growing up how i wanting right now 
If they dont feel it we got em by now 
And im shooting all if u

shey

I'm already gone so just
Lafiaji album on the way now
People holla at Me
Good luck to you fck boys
You will not distract Me

Shey na only me dey

Y'all think your safe partying in a good house
Or in the woods, out
Trying to pull your wood out
Ladies I'd advise you put your melons back in
You

the fact it's real is so appealing
Cross faded as fuck, don't have to feel our feelings
Surrounded by my boys and we all higher than the ceiling
They my

We gave the culture to vultures now they swarming us
They thought we died misinformed by the coroner
We alive and we flourishing
Tell these mumble

The vibes the vibes
Aye Gage how long it took us to make this beat
Bout dawg on three-four hours
Ladies and Gentlemen introducing my boy Liq and his

take u out to come up quicker
Try to paint a pretty picture
Surrounded by ugly figures
She say I do too much
Already high why I'm bout To fill up my cup

Copy me, Boy just be yourself you took my swag
I call that robbery, yea uh, People be Backdoor
Come from the Backdoor
I had to go close the Backdoor uh
I

their (Mic) Mikes Jacked, call it "this is it" (Michael Jackson's Last Album)

I spit the "INTro" softly, so real fans can listen in

Clubs get their

gluten free. Peace & love sounds good t’ me
Who do you think you are, Elephant boy?
Preaching to the choir, you bitch to the sky
You claim you’re a victim

shitting out pop stars like a gum ball machine.  Simon Cowell’s got his own little factory line, young boys in tight clothes with big dreamy eyes.  A.D.D is

living life
I'm living life
I gotta brand new bitch named Tyra
And she give good head like Nesha
Got another lil bitch in strip clubs all night onna pole

sleeping in silence
I find comfort knowing y'all don't make a peep fuck a siren
As I'm speeding right by em
My flow so poseidon
They gon need to just wait

straighten your tie and fake a smile on for the whole- oh what's that?

CHORUS 
little boy, 
run for shelter grab your goggles you've been making noise,

Turn when possible - already twisted
Hold on - bye!
And I think the guitar came out
Followed by twenty albums
There is only the top in front of me
You do

then before your boy e turned a rapper
Remember back then we was selling it not taking drugs
Back then it was mountain gear way before the uggs
Back then