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I'm the prodigal son soon followed by millions
Ama turn to a star
Then go back home in my new foreign car
No need for speed
Ama take it slow

Tee one lowkey in the cut looking suspicious
They know I'm the guy to scope the crowd
Ain't no big deal , I be chilling
Nigga get up out yo feelings,

I mix nation for real
I fucked up love, I did it bad, I did that by myself

I'm missin' shit I never had, like why them millions ain't here
I wore

Lord
Whippin in pot with a spoon and sword
Find it on the street and you can't be sure
Step into the kitchen where the dope is pure

Left wrist flippn,

deceased/ 
Tim cook own slaves and bet they all Congolese/ Apple & Android boycott until they free/ 
Over 4 million Biden took behind the scenes/ all from

amazing the way you did it
Climbed out of holes that people say you should fit in
Big Dog, I'm surrounded by cats
Shit, are you kidding
All I do is get my

a million dollars, that's what it costs for these jewels
Might seem nice but I've never played by the rules
Catch me 120 at night, going vroom
Sexy muhfucker

see those songs wey no pay us yesterday baba
Turn them to big hit o
Now them be reposting my video
Anywhere I go na my song them been singing

at the pinnacle
I'm lyrically di clinic acidically acidic
Ah tell me dem ah shella
Try to mimic and be ah gimmick mi gi dem acapella
Rockefeller I'm being legit who

one of the goats like bill belichick
On my Ps and Qs .. gotta chase the checks 
Don’t Give a fuck about a bitch most y’all hoes be a mess 

Ima a real

mission till I finish I won't quit it till I got a million stacked up in my britches

I don't care about em matter of fact fuck them bitches
I wanna be in

it
Got vocabulary like a dictionary write it
Enticing conversation, I love how she be replyin
My feelings for fuckin' flyin', I know that she been

Big Maine
Wor wor
Moshope Moshope
Moshope Moshope
As you Dey grind you Dey grind on your own oo
Everybody for him lane oo
Life na turn no Dey dull

will be sick again
I’ll heal the world
When I grow up,
I’ll buy my daddy a big car and give my mummy uncountable million dollars
When I grow up, I won’t

tools, we keep sticks What you doing?
What's the move to this chicken?
Or excuse me, nigga, quit it
We a few by double digits
She fucked you cause I was

of the tunnel light never shined so bright uh
Kinda like guiding
But this ain't the stories
Just set the plan to be the man
And smoke up all my worries
Then count

And then I had to turn into a savage
I sent you big to the trenches with your baggage
Left you for dead, you get ate up by the maggots

I'm the Mac Pro,

Until It's Gone

No Use for a Name

Daily Grind

here today

We can't just let it pass us by
And as I look into the sky
Something in the atmosphere
Is telling me won't be here for long

Take a picture

Bumpy Bring It Home

Freddie Foxxx

Street Triumph

2006

devil jeans was the big news
I had fifty miles on my brand new Benz in '89
When you wanted me to critique your rhyme
It just was all right
Niggas

My Love Is in New York

Black 47

Green Suede Shoes

1996

livin' hell
That's goin' on inside me head, I wish it all so well
And the Doors still ride by on the storm
Hendrix hides from Joe

I should be history

devil jeans was the big news
I had fifty miles on my brand new Benz in '89
When you wanted me to critique your rhyme
It just was all right
Niggas

the huslters givin' nuff respect to Shanice
had mad connects, but half of them would have to risk life
to make a million was the biggest goal on her rife
she

a cute hunny
Passed by the gods
She said it was funny
A cute girl, with a pretty smile
oh yeahshe mine
Sound crazy but I met a cute hunny
Passed by

Now her big brother mad because
He knows she got smashed by the homie
(you in yo feelings)
And I don't need no need no deposit
Cause you know a nigga