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ain't worried Niggas rushing me to drop a album cause they hungry Stop eating up the food and being in a hurry That's the same shit my mama said Right
any season Think I got that trait from my black momma doing everything and Know she must provide she fill her wallet up by any means Think she ain’t
know, that’s the premonition The definition of a faith based intervention The open mic it started right My friends signed me up As a joke, was stepping up
to lie No time for rest I'll sleep when I die You look in my eyes, it's evil inside It's my turn for a piece of the pie I can't follow you cause I lead by
On the scene livin' out our dream No way we can fall, put one up for Kobe Bean He the best of all, I know this journey been long Fam and friends got
don't wanna be famous Fame, money, stars, shows Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame I wanna get high in the whip And drive right by a cop Who
aye Just dropped an album I'm droppin again Lotta old friends they blow in the wind And my team doin good imma buy em some Gucci Tune in to life I'm gon
I mean I finally did an album still they undecided I mean he cool, do he really think he gonna make it Only time he ever snap is on a Snap,
them all by surprise Refused to be denied yea I'm still that guy I still got love for the homies, graveyard or the penn Man I ain't never gonna change
and my friends too If you made a couple racks in a day what would you do Bought my first car with some ps from a robbery I think I’m Tuupac only god can
released his nudes This album has taken place behind my pale paced out face There are no mountains in space Broken backs to break bread Fuck the arid
Blunt cruising on the highway Going 90 surfing lanes in broad day Addy got me in my fung schway I could make an album in like 1 day On god count digits
This song dropped Jae P hit my line like we gotta murk it I told him twelve a.m. meet me there In case you ain't notice by now, we been winning,
all that They're really lame but now they support me cause I stack Really lame but you can't be my friend cause you really ain't no Mac Fumando este za
Yeah, this is me Speeder Razor Yeah, I was born and raised in Zastron, That’s the name of the album too, huh Yeah, I will never forget where I come
to go Thats when you find your control and you rise Most nights bone chilling froze ice cold shivers Sinners who driven by misery got ghost with him
I guess this is the part where I tell you it's the end But is it really? I thought I told you in Temporary Friends That the engine won't stop
feelings if a bitch got cooties Gotta have that, hashtag please send nudies Supernatural suicidal sex on shroomies Two double dipped off duty Fake friends
guess You'll be six feet deep from those xans though My friend fought demons over them, couldn't see monsters in him but I guess they're like The Loch
of shit before all of this Well now I feel completely empty Spent a week lost in albums made by my friends Near the only thing that helps me feel rested
and Cody living that sweet life, Channel Orange singing 'bout sweet life Sweet life. Sweet rides. Sweet times. Sweet, right? Life goes by too fast, Jimmy
sense of the madness I don't process things when they happen Push it aside, then months gone by Before I let go of a small interaction I cannot write
Inner circle only for my friends no flutter Those not invited can take the door and shut her When I came to this world I had to learn Then I came to this
This the last one that I'm putting out I'm stuck within as our crowd Surrounded by a school of fish Swimming all around in circles No I am not tryna
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