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I'm dropping so they pushing back releases
I could drop a diamond album by myself don't need no features
This weed from out the country brought it over

is don't judge a book by it's cover
'Cause you can open that book a little later and love it
Ha y'all are too judgemental
Hate on the craft then ask me

Cos you don't know
They were my young days that I wish was better
The vision was dim but now it's a bit clearer
It wasn't just me, it was everyone
It

never cut me off
Wish the roots would grow back
What if I die by the end of this track
What if I cross and never come back
What if this my first and last

leaving
(Woah)
Just to show you I'm flexing
Ride around through the city with my best friend
Hold it down, if you with me ain't no stressing
Out of town for

felt that free for so long

That bitch put me through hell
Respectfully, but I'm still
Salty 'bout those two years
Rather went through that by myself

what you say
I know God got me to this day so all my guns are tucked away
Know He always had my back, we just dropped a new collab
Turnin' so much heads

a club I hope
I make it on the guest list

Did you seriously miss our anniversary
To work on your stupid fucking album?
You are such an asshole

a few strands, sent back boxes of it by the dozen
Yeah, this shit I did on these beats is the shit I did in the streets
This album just a biproduct

it's a fast price
That's why I'm movin they don't see me when I pass by

 Course:  fast life we living the fast life look how much fast car and look how

That you think is it
Working on this album
They was begging me to drop
They was feeing it
Work for it or it's meaningless
Appreciate it more
These

watched 'em tumble over
While I came upon the needle
Not a kind you sink into
To me and you, it's very evil
But a lot of people talk they say
"The mind is

Verse 

Make'em put they motherfucking hands up, bounce  make'em stand up, throw them bands up, and make every man, man up,... This the song to make you

the only things cuffed
Remember when we split that blunt
Whole album full of vibes
You speakin' out of spite
Like I told you it's 1 AM and I'm working every

Yeah muthafucka
You got the album
Now meet Bullet, Foe Foe, Cell Block, Full Clip
And I'm Lil' Shank
This Psychopathic Rydas muthafucka
Cut em all

his room with a blunt and a brew

And write lyrics to the beats B.I.G used to rhyme to

Write lyrics to the beats B.I.G used to rhyme to

Months go by

Eat at the table man come pull a chair up
Shit was down and they told me to cheer up 
If you can't do right by my circle 
Then it's time to square up

strange living deep inside
I don’t feel alright
Every passing moment doesn’t feel real
I’m at a standstill
Can you give me a hand and help me heal
Can I get

plenty
Unless its a task that Im given by Infinity
Now my enemy is every nigga in the industry
Tell em make an album full of hits then get with me
I keep

tortillas
I'm the defect, nice to meet you
Detect me defecting like North Korea
Respect me, I need that sorta thing
Blessed is the poison tree.The eden

Who's that hiding in your closet? 
It is I, being a gentleman
Didn't need to see me play seven minutes to heaven with your skeletons
Couldn't tell us

Marciano
Call me your honor
Coke turn to crack
You ain't got to be a scholar
I got what you need
All you got to do is holla
The fiends turn to addicts

You say me
I'll 'bout your face
But we're clear


You're so empty
But I empty
Like this song I'm
Studies
Studions
Positsion my empty
Empty winter

imminent
Just not how I thought
See I was sure
Like a beam seems I was wrong
But I've been thinking it's time a storm
came by and fucking cleansed me