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simple
Just make your business grow
Do more of what you've always done
Just make sure the doing makes more dough

At turn of the century, Fred Taylor

want you
Comfort with my shit that's new
I been writing since past two
I've done rituals have you
That razor don't like you bitch
That razor will spite

I'm so done, too weak to face another day, and she say
(Stay)
(You and me)
(You)
And I'm on my own
This ain't you and me no no
And I'm on my own, own
I

just want you by my side
I guess it's my tough luck
And I was all about your love
But you just want the big bucks
And I'm sorry but I'm all outta

too many
Been there, tried that, seen too many things already

You think you are bad, you think that the jakes won’t find you
Opps gon keep it quiet,

nothing
But my diamonds and my bands
This in my hair bitch he
Be hanging by them strands
Its that pretty fem boy
With that bogie vernacular
They be copying

I want to start saying
That i regret nothing
Everything done till today was part of the travel
Staying is a decision, not an obligation
You won´t

dead end
It's too many people out
I don't wanna be too loud
Seeing the red and blue
Stop signs you speed through
They say watch the things you say
You

alright?
So I've got this new song y'all about to hear, okay?
This shit is fucking heat I'm telling you
This EP it's fucking big it's monstrous I'm telling

company
Always thought I used a rubber
When she wanted the dick from me
Maybe I hit it a couple times raw
Cuz that shit feels better to me
I could tell by

with the Lord's grace
Don't rush shit I get it done at my own pace
We got big dreams but we scared to sleep
Lose focus you might rest in peace
Hands

around like I
Got 7 super bowl rings
I'ma do big things
Look out for me
I'm an endangered species
One of few left
Making real music
I'll have the whole

it. If I want it, I go get it
Ahh
I'm picky with it. If you want it, come and get it
Can you feel it
I know you can
My wing span is getting too big
I

clean and crisp
Still hit the notes like Justin Bieber
Still go Slim Shady on a fuckin' track like
A hockey mask and a meat cleaver
Funny thing is, I

all my confidence is skirting me
I honestly can't say I've done too many things with certainty
I beat myself up like I'm dummy smartness never heard

still
What are the words when we don't really say
Things that we feel painted in shades of gray
How do I fit in this fantasy
Fantasy, yeah another fantasy

"And I think I represent for like some of them, people out there who's gotten in trouble"
"Who went through some things" (Fo sho)
"And then trying

you beside me
An worried bout your bodies
I just what your body
Shoot me a text
An we can kick it like karate
You know I'm big timing
Had to put that

Fawcette, the polls are not in your Favor, especially after that..."Chinese woman driving" charade you just done

I know how I'm gonna secure the Latino vote

undermined the real
So now when Things Fall Apart at our Roots
We finna run for cover
Thoughts of the Black and Brown
Get us throwed, we fly off of the bat

NEVER, Again Marty!

My feet are ruined!

Hearing all the commotion In the corridor, Kevin their flatmate emerged by opening the door to see what all

a house
Got done over
By cheeky fuckers
When I switched up
Started causing a ruckus
Switch them up
Cause its only my brothers
Never turn my back
Put that

Real chills like I'm revving up a motor
Got the job and I done got promoted
Satisfied when I think of where we going
Another lesson keep em guessing when

raise her spirits
Hearing me is different when you here that it's coherent
With some things that's interfering, make you think the end is nearing
I been,