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Appetit
Can you keep an errection?
'cause Kim got love and affection
Let me shoot it off in your direction
Only if you pass the inspection, the bassline

love you son
The feelings in my chest that tighten up I wait till later for the tears to run just smoke or 
something else to numb me deeper got me geek

by a higher system
I was taught that love was having thirty forty b*****
Having money was the only thing to keep me living
Gashhh
Carry weight I need

airship rise
Tell me that you love it
The kids sing it
So do parents
And it’s apparent
We got the Magic
Q5 hand trick
Hooks that stick
Bars that click
Now

not where you want me to be doing it effortlessly when I'm
seen with it
Born with it
How you expect me to change with it
Deal with it
In love with it

is don't judge a book by it's cover
'Cause you can open that book a little later and love it
Ha y'all are too judgemental
Hate on the craft then ask me

and introduce you, 22, to
A woman

Take me to the alter
Cuz i finally caught her
She make that thing harder than the rock of Gibraltar
Never ever falter
Six pack

loves me too
Ain't no way I'm giving up now
My dream so high in the cloud
Can't let me down
Even if I fall with no sound
Or how hard I hit the ground

yea
See yall done had time nigga
Its time for me to kill all that fake shit yall put out
Lets get it
I'm the realest of the real
Now hoe you know ain't

the crib writing that heat
You know that that boy a vegan
He don't really waat no beef
You was talking all that shit
But now that streams back to me

She

vision
When I swerve by Mercedes Benz, you know what I'm whipping
I was curbside, taking risks, pray the Lord forgive me
But it worked out, look at me, now

I'll find somebody else
Someone who'll give me
That feeling you did once
Someone who knows
How to really turn me on
I've been let down
By the person

the aperture
I just checked my calendar, this whole year I'm out rappin you
No passin' us pussy, put me in Pasadena, cast the spell
I don't even smoke or pack

by chance
Flip your coin or claim your cash
I just wanna go and make my craft
Third revision, raising class
Don't think I'm real
Tell me how you feel
I

like every rapper I'm inspired by
I'm flying high, past you and your ride or die
And I got mine, 5'5 with some fire thighs, damn
Man stop acting like

write alot of prayers
Half my latest album is bout you because of fear
Fear that if I show myself then people gunna stare
If they look at me while

Finished my first album but had to scrap it
This a true story
Ain't finna do none of that capping
Iono you like that
We ain't cool
Don't dap me
No

I gotta white face
Tell me can you have black thoughts with a white face
I was brought up on this music taught by its influence
So much I never

on em'
I can feel the energy and I feel the regret on em'
It makes it sweeter when the ones you love most
Still riding by your side put your glasses up

Cali with a baddie passin’ cannabis
I’ll be in the valley somewhere out by where the mansions is
Heard about your album sorry that you had to cancel it

go go go
Flow, flow, Show me how you flow flow flow
Go
I heard the new born king in the city
Woah he's a rap OG from the trenches
Fallen love with

to the screen
Man, we feel like pigeons
Between indecisions
I'm clean as a motherfucking young lad
Moving international
Let me go to Neustadt
Bitch better watch

was new to me
Was like damn you can die from the pharmacy?
  Guess we all got pain that we tryin' to escape
Try to filter my problems through every tape

loosely by the music Which my father introduced me
I watched a lot of movies 
And I designed covers for albums
That I made up in my mind 
and sometimes my