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didn't chu know?
I'm back in the game like Jordan up in '94
Imma hit your line baby but right now you gotta go
Niggas on a mission, I promise that I ain't

like rappers place your heart in my hand
I'm a prophet, a genius
Only way I'm selling out is if we talking arenas, I know that I need this
Still looking

you've gotta wait but baby, don't hate me (uh-huh)

(Ooh, yeah yeah)
Still remember the day I saw your face
Was intrigued by every move you made

change
In an age where the art justifies intellects
My campaign strives to re-elect the man who got struck by the bow and arrow
You're at yours to truly

thought that was your main bitch

(Verse 1)

Dressed in all black, but aint no racist
I never trust no one cause people usually got two faces
Did it by

on my sweater
I can’t sponsor you shawty do better
I’m too busy can’t pullup whenever
I got birds n they flock by the feather
He get hurt if he try touch

and that's that
Ass fat tell me why the hell would I pass that
Now my heart's in the right place if you ask me
More time for music ain't nobody will pass me

Life too short for enemies
What my Dad told me
Take care of your people and they’ll help you in your time of need
Find something to keep busy
Can’t

that I'm a guy
Let's just clear the air
I still wait for your reply
Never busy for you even if I'm famous
Hit me up babygirl you know i'll be waiting

And no one wouldn't give a fuck if I was dying
I know cuz I tried
Sent a text to your line
But no one was busy
She was checkin her eyes
Like there's

Just spread your wings and fly away
I got a heart made of Gold won't let you take my soul
I'm too busy road that's why my money getting long
She know

If I never picked up that phone
You'll play my song twice
If I flood your neck with them
Diamonds it's like an oath yeah
We ain't Picture perfect I put

ain't on the same high
I'm the smartest if you tryna smoke I'm busy chasing bands
And I'm used to this shit told you I hit it with no hands
And I ain't

It's gotta come from the heart
Told my brudda Good Look
We gon teach you how to cook
Busy prolly write another book
Busy bouta spill the game
With

And them Nike kicks running your life
Your ambition been driven by them
Cars that you like i know some girls that's
Faster than Tech N9ne
Self esteem as low

Hair trigger, walk up closer, ain't no Photoshoppin'
Friends bipolar, grab you by your pockets
No option if you froze up, always play the offense

calling up my phone 
Cause I ain't really in the mood now
Way to busy tryna move round
Gotta get straight to the bag 
I ain't tryna be like you now
And if

Die Young

French Montana

Welcome to JFK

2015

just look to the sky
I ain't even gon' lie, tell my niggas don't cry 'bout nothing
If there's something on my mind, I was busy tryna find
I was drunk,

that that's reciprocated
And if that ain't the case, nigga, say it
These just words from the heart
My life coach say I never finish what I start
Work,

The more I think about you
The more I regret what I do
Had to tell ya my real truth
Broke your heart in streets of Malibu 

You were busy making

Brizzy Brizzy
Yeah I'm Nino Brown but them niggas call me Brizzy Brizzy
Got the best white so the boys in blue busy

Uh heart pause when they take that hit

Picture Me

Dave

Six Paths

2016

seventeen, in an all black suit
Laying still in a coffin, surrounded by my crew
Giving half-heart apologies
For watching while they bottled me
Or running

asf 
Ya you cant ride with gang if you aint lit enough 
Ya gear match my bike when im stepping out 
Ya she cant ride the bike if she gone run her mouth

think it's safe to breathe
By the way
If you don't know me keep your mouth shut please
Live my best life
Just let me do me
And miss me with all that