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it, like when she
Ghost ride, shorty comfortable when around me
From the outside, when she ask a nigga where he from
I was born different don't compare

yeah

Check it, uh
I guess I take it back to graduation
Got my degree but writin'
Songs was my fascination
I got a job installin' cable
Then I got

blind when I reached for the light
Then boom, ring ring ring ring
Woke up, and I thought it was a dream
Til I looked down saw the blood on my feet

stoppin' at a million
When I was born, I ain't have nothin
All my family poor, I ain't have it and I want it

I was stealin' from the store, back then
Me

the motion I can't sink in the sand
Rags to riches it's a difference got to stick to the plan
Red Roses by the dozen I'm gonna pop up with them
Take you out

my name it never sounded the same
Made these niggas all adjust to my frame
Then acquired some fame
This world was new filled with progress and pain
All

about the money
I go and get it 
Yo I'm a different breed, nigga
Don't you get it

I was up at 6
Tryna make it flip
You was in the bed sleep
Dreaming bout

thick fine she been on my mind
I slip slide then hit it one time
Built a house out of bricks
Still hard to keep the wolves out
These the cards I was dealt

minute
Who put my Rolex on the radiator
Back like boomerang I'm Dundee'ing it
But you might see me later alligator
In some bally lace ups, with some

thought it was the devil
'cause his face was glowin' red
he was a brother
but this brother had the devil in his eye
he was out to get i-m-a-n-i
first I

Separation

Maverick Sabre

B. Inspired

2018

hi
Them days are gone and they're never gonna come back
We're older now and that's life
No disrespect, back then you was on top and it felt like you

asleep, rubbin on me, thinking why am I at my ex house, all we had was tragedy, it's time to get the Fuck out, then she headed south, it's about to go down,

these broke niggas count by tens
None of my bitches be single she come wit a friend
I bring the beach to the sand
Trap gone bang I keep the drum n my

wallow in
Daddy issues bottled in
And bottled up
Drinking Crown Royal by the cup
But she ain't felt like a queen since the summer of '17
Graduated then it

Way Too Much

Skepta

El Clasico

Think you can leave your girl round us, you're crazy, way too much
Bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bang
My friend, big Fekky from way back when
I was out here

late at night comе in handy
No Randy my niggas bang Billy but
They don't know Mandy
Cause it taste just likе candy
Yeah, yeah (Fuck)
Back in school if

of it demolish
Everyday the same stage, but a different show
It's hard to focus everyday but
On a different row, damn

Whoa, wish this was man a bonoroo

conversatin
If it's not then it was nice to fuckin meet ya
I'm on the road
Sometimes I'm alone
Can't catch me lackin
I stay with the pole
Lookin around
Where

downstairs and see what the tarp was all about. 
Everything in the house seemed just as it always was––she even grinned back at the little pig on the towel

where its at? (Where its at?)
Sneak dissing on my name, better own up to that (Better own up to that)
Let's hit the road and put the bowls in the back

the weekend

The truth I give, it seeps in
Live on my edge, not the deep end
Abundant on my free band
Do good by me, then we can

Business is right, then I'm

cramping my style
But I keeps it moving like nothing
You ain't backing me down
Was born royal
I ain't after the crown

I'm tired of proving I'm really

Fuck this, bring me back
To a different time, I swear
Give me that, I'm still sittin' by myself
Extra books is on the shelf
I only eat when I'm

Thought it was a good day
Then I woke up in this place
I'm a this, I'm a that
What the fuck you wanna clap
Think you need to sit back
And think