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Threw the buffs on, just so I can see more
Okay, the racks came in, I need like three more

I don't really like to fight, that's what the heat for

know what I truly desire
All that I know is I'm sick and I'm tired
Of people that say that they fuck with me
In reality, don't even fuck with me
DMT

will you get me, if I don't get me
You know what I mean
Yeah, hahahaaha
Day by day
I pray for blessings to dey come my way
Every single day, I dey make

Give me the same dream, the one by the cool stream
Where I throw my troubles away, where I don't hear what you say
Flying, and I won't run out

I don't wanna die young
I'm just trynna get rich
Roddy rich stack these funds
Like headie, I'm the one
I don't need no1 nahh
You can get bunned
By me,

2020, it’s January I’m just getting started,
Said by many, but many others never kept the promise.
Word is bond, my word is bond, best believe me

speaking Creole
What it be though, I'm bouta spazz out
Broad day pull up on you, with that mask off
Drop the top, Audi coupe
Nerves bad so a nigga stay

'm truly grateful for this cold steal chair
And the dusty dingy fall-out shelter air
The look in each eyes
I can't quite say why
All I know is I've got to be

call me up
I can drop a song everyday til Im forty plus
I aint land on base by mistake I ran it up
Ima bring this shit back home a hunnit up
I told

If I could see you Again, could I see your Grin
Would that be what it felt like to Win
Oh
Hard to say, Words entwined
In Secret Chambers of my Mind

of Him i'm saved by grace and it's amazing (it's amazing)
Through it all I will continue just to praise Him
Confide in Him so make room that's where i

I'm not really too concerned with a Sucka MC
Or how the record industry is run by Illuminati
I try to focus energy on He who made the
Inhabitants

niggas face open
Yall be plotting get backs all I gotta is say keep hoping
Put fuckboys on diets finna help em with these beats
Cause these hands are rated

with every weekend
I'm letting go cuz she fucked on a friend
Oh, now you wanna judge her by her past?
Hypocritical to say the least
Like you ain't been

the sun breaks

A lot is on your mind
Time ain't been kind
Thoughts you bottle inside
I know what that smile hide
Pain and sacrifice
Just know that I'm by

"got robbed"
Truths currency is vulnerability
Your gold is only skin deep
Your God says "Everything's okay, with you son I am well pleased"
But God also

em on ma feet so fasho I got fashion

I ain't no killa but don't push me I got god by my side, to make my ends what they should be promise I cannot

come around and say "what's up"
Man I never give a fuck, rather stay the fuck alone
Better lower your tone before I step away and dip
Bet you'll never

pants don't look street legal
My eyes fallin out, that thing look regal
As a beagle as if to say Jack Tripper
I'm chipper, there's no room left behind my

Gotta do what I say like I'm Simon 
cin't with the hookah and vibin 
Niggas ain't fresher than I been 
Run outta timing 
Bitch ima dog I'm feeling like

to describe what I seen
i was nervous But my pride intervened
On the surface I was as fine as can be
But like a thermos packed Inside full of steam
Nowadays I

providers you can go and ask him
Conditioned by society with really bad skin.
But what I'm asking
Could see you beyond all the flaws that's
A clean sheet

and see just what we could have won
Why am I
The only one
Still holding on
Read until you read my mind
You can tell a lot about a man by the way he tells

money on rent, for money on rent

I've been to the top, you can tell by the tint
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up,