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Running to that Pap', I tripped over my old plate
Standing out in Bape, Damn I miss the old days
When we out in public call me by my code name
I'm

brought back
worked on my mental state
Stacking bricks to help me levitate
Cutting snakes to help me meditate
Never hesitate when I feel betrayed
By a so

bitch, Ludacris, bitch, move

Yeah
Shoutout H-Town, payin' Michael Jordan for the blue
Fuck the breakdown, sellin' whole thangs by the twos
Play with me,

and drive far
I'm wide awake eyes wide I've cried
So many nights by myself
I think that I need some help
I wish I was Michael Phelps
Cause now the water is up

keeping that loving inside the incubator
Later michael 
She was ready to leave 
My heart was heavy 
But I was steady on letting it breathe
She cast a spell

happily
Can't give it a rest until I give it all my effort
Even when I fell off rallied back like checkers
Shorty acting up because she love it when I check

or Jordan, hooping or recording, all posted by the light pole
Not too bright though, Moms sent me home before the lights dull
And they told me don't cuff

your
Holy Bible

I'm so tight, I might go pyscho
Christmas time, so here's a recital
I'm so bad like Michael
I know I'm still young, but I go, I go

If you know my team, you know we never lose
Everybody loves to ride the passa
Got my puffer like I'm Michael Dapaah
Came thru' with like 5 girls

I ain’t drinking a keg
I ain’t grippin' a tech
I don’t live on the edge
I ain’t a hipster I bet
I’m home watching "Sam & Cat" with my
Hand on my dick

moves ahead
Sometimes I'm ahead of myself
I'm not God by then just
Tryin' to better myself
Cuz I done seen niggas turn
Paper planes into 'jects
Cuz this

time
Live for home invasions
Catch you naked where the safe at
ASAP, 40 in your mouth, make you taste that
Straight jack (Ah)
Bricks on top of bricks,

a river (wah-wah)
Cold-hearted bitch, think I was born in December (yeah)
Got my own shit, can't put me out, this my home (nigga)
Got a nigga back, but

Whatever It Took

X-Raided

Unforgiven

1999

factual 
Burning niggas like third degree,
Critical surgery,
When I'm mad, you hoes burglary, intrudin' your home,
Stole everything like clepto includin'

you love me
(You) You don't want things to get ugly

I took a turn for the worst, but I'm back now
The city heavy
Carried it and threw my back out

actress
She's always actin' up, but that's a little attractive
Your friends in the background stabbin' them adlibs
I wonder if you'd keep comin' back if

Pour my lyrics in your cup, it's glass warming
Roll up six dutches, yo I got a half on me
I'm like a dinosaur, spikes in my back, bony
When I get

Michael Jackson 
Don’t talk back i smack straight facts then yeah 
No stopping 
On god they be callin Verstappen 
South Delhi can’t you tell by the accent

Showed you a gentleman, brought you to my home
Nice guy maneuvers got hit with a bomb
Spring back up, meditate on a run
As I learned how to live, be

I was clutch like 2-3
People looked back like who’s he?
God said He’s well pleased, I’m boosted
I was chasing all the affirmation from these rappers,

a "just ate ass" face, why y'all mad at him?/
The magnum, that you keep by your abdomen/
Better stay where it's at, I don't mind going back again/
Mind

ribbit then I get it

I'm a popcorn frog, I like popcorn ya'll
I'm a cute little kernel
I ain't all that tall
Been loving popcorn since
Anthony Michael

A tide that could shift the culture
A massacre covered over
By taxes, racists, and voters, and tax invaders, and cobras
Snakes in the grass blow composure

ain't woke I still like hoes
Got the bars ain't talking Moe's
Died and came back been here before
What a Mess
How you trynna make quick moves homie life