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I been pouring up till the bottles are down
Feeling judge by the people I'm around
Antisocial I been in this club
Not even 18 and I have been in love

Late-night deep thoughts drowned out
By my video game
How am I? Well, I guess that I'm pretty okay
Things are pickin' back up in
Terms of buildin' my name not

freestyle
That's why it's a free-style
Woo, Y'all know
This is the outro of the album y'all
I finna use 5 minutes
To explain myself y'all
You know the thing

They want the album
I’m taking my time
Payin’ my dues
You payin’ dem fines
Word to billie eilish you rappers lying
Boxed in ya’ll been moving like

an album by Traverse 
c collection of different emotions, thoughts
Triumphs and tribulations
Enjoy

I will teach you how
Sent her a text just now
Do a 360 I be like Wow
Get your P's
Get you Power
Get you Pussy
In that order or you'll fuck up for

(uh-huh)
Yo bitch, get the fuck up off me (get the fuck off me)
Don't try to kiss me with your lips so chalky (ugh)
In the Trans Am, you could feel

was unlocked
In the mix of writing these lyrics they would pile up
So I had to concentrate and set my lineup
Any little fault and I knew I'd act up

'Babe, that's what I thought'

I'm ready to fucking go
Finna roast a bitch you already know
Make an album then I make my dough
I'm all the way up

ICONIC

Logic

YSIV

2018

Fuck a Milli' now I'm comin' for that William
Hold up, wait a minute think about it that's a Billi' (Woo!)

God damn, boy you know I'm puttin' in

find, just us

It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror, tell me times ain't the scariest
For me droppin' album after album, like it's

Anything Is Possible

Too Short

You Nasty

2000

[Too $hort]
Album number 12
Short Dogg still in the house
I ain't going back into retirement
Life is

Anything is possible try hard
It ain't

I can smell the cypress from the rainfall
That lands up on the street
Washing off the Fiat that blazed a narrow dirt road
Walking with my feet all

KYrie

In the half 

Drip my motion

Nigga I’m 

Costing 

Atlantic hit me up 

Like 

We like what you 

Doin 

Fuck it

guess I’m getting nice

It’s not

a single thing get in my way (Yeah, yeah, yeah, look)
Spitting a classic
2019 and the leader of my demographic
Flow like water from Atlantic
Like the Four I

own jet I'm crossing the Atlantic
In a strange land just being diplomatic
So futuristic just surfing through galactics
Making moves you gone see me

through as I was growing up
I guess if I had to start somewhere

I was just a child growing up
In a wild barrio

That's the scenario
That I need you picture

to smell roses, suppose I'm still owned by the hustle
Slowin' my stride feel almost like I'm dying
And sleep feel like askin' the reaper to cuddle
Woke up in

to get licked

I'm cold baby cuz my neck is on freeze, freeze, freeze
When I walk by ya girl she feel the breeze
They dont like me cuz im stacking up these

bitches it's bad
To keep it in stack, I don't know who to choose, huh
Nigga, I stay in my bag, yeah, they call me money
I'm carryin' the blues, huh
Bitches,

high 
Idle in the aisles cause I spend all of my time in Trader joe’s 

Gotta go to Trader Joe’s the old bank on Atlantic Ave 
Get my shopping done for

I'm afraid
Sent a band to my mans, told him re-up on the stash
Smokin' gas by the ounce, we ain't smokin' nun' wack
I'm a dog with your bitch, she let

good when a label comes a knocking 
You hate it now, play a game of roulette
Your album don’t sell now you major in debt 

High up, pipe down 
Living

me up everyday like what you waiting on
Archie and MK call me up every hour like
When you gonna drop that album man, you're taking long
Man look, can't