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know that it is to You who I speak, it's true you Made me new I'm
Not the same dude as last week
It's true I made it through by all The strength you gave

the brilliant idea one day
To take all the greatest bluegrass song titles in the world
And string 'em together to make this song right here
'The Bluegrass Widow'

dream, grinding all day and night
To make people believe, shit comes with the price
Everyday is a fight that's worth being fought
Sometimes you got to know

di-di-di day
Cos then we'll have to look for
You and beat you all up
So when you see me in the
Street just keep your mouth shut
Nuttin' new, nuttin' new
Dem

Ha ke batle li tori ele Payday
I've been working hard
Ka ri ke khale ke phanda
I been working damn
Hard I'm afraid they
Know it's nothing
New in that

getting harder every day keeping it all contained

Like a broken record getting scratched by a needle
And I don't fuck with many others got no time for no

another day
(Whisk away another day)
Into space
And all I have left to say is

Not up there with me mentally
I feel this is my destiny
Im dreaming, dreaming

may have missed
Waiting for freedom day Twiddling thumbs around a rule of six
Shouldn't bat an eyelid look they threw a bat in the mix
A new dawn

it in, grindin' to the ten, I been through it
Sticks in your hand, shoot on demand, I'll zip your man, find you a new one

Hold up, no way at all

They say imitations the sincerest form of flattery, that's flattering
But the way y'all follow me, I'm flabbergasted by your fallacy
Fuckin fake

with the Migos
I'm gucci born the same day as Tunechi
I just be chasing the paper boy
Just like I'm paper boy
You be so childish I mob like Gambino
All

left Girl they all there
Women these days so extra
Women these days so extra
And so here we go again trying to do it by our lonesome
I got a lot of shit

four legged goats
The ancestors they just smiled at me
I got the message that they had aimed at me
My destiny is to enlighten all
Whether It be by music

feeling low
But still I'm gonna turn up
Gone turn up (Yeah)

Money M.I.A
Nothing on my plate 
Mama working hard 
I can't stay up in my room all day 
Gotta

third flight and it's only been four days, man, life skirts by
Fuck bein' heard, I'd rather work and just serve time 
Instead of gettin' some feelings

You can fool the rest of the world, long as New York know
Uh

We some underground kings, feel like Pimp C
Met bun, said "Pocket Full of Stones"

by daX,
Gonna take my dreams and write them down in a pad,
Every single day imma gonna write on a track,
And turn these dreams in reality fast. Yuh
My

they try and take my chain, they pull there cameras out
Imagine beefing with a brudda on a random account
Turn the news on, ain't nothing informative

dine
Nothing less than the best Chilean sea bass
If you want it make it happen, it all comes in due time
I got paper in my pocket but it's really on my

It's time for busting, got all the hustle that's everlasting
This flow is popping like heavy muscle and keeps smacking
I came from nothing and put my

the sprite mix it slowly
Turn it over like an hour glass
Do that a couple times to make the hours pass
You can catch me out side where the owls at
Keep it all

Don’t need no golden hour i stay lit
New day new flex
Don’t edit my i shit don’t need to be modest don’t need no golden hour i stay lit
New day new

ready for my third wish
My music is about to leave behind a legacy
And shows why the All White G is legendary
Ambitions are givin' me motivation
New

Yeah, roses, violets, they really just don't Give a fuck about you
The day is still shy and the night is still new
And some of this niggas are fake