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They said every album gotta have it
I didn't want to believe it
I didn't even want to write it
Cause I don't even mean it

Here's a generic love song

that's
There's a lot of percussion
There was yeah
Lots of things getting hit by other things
A notch down
Ctrl+A
Kay, now we're ready
Ctrl+C
We literally

Walls I had to climb
Started in my room
Started just by writing
Knew I had to move
But the lightning strike hit
2022
Bout to switch my life quick

I think she meant that life isn't passing me by (Passing me by)
But that I'm passing life too fast for me to realize
All we love one day will seize

labels hang you by a rope now
Sold out
These labels leave your body coked out
No doubt
And on the day you overdose, count
All the album sales

crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my

be a hit
Along with the rest of the album it’ll get bought
Unless it just stays stagnant man, call it “Idle Thoughts”
Oh wait that is what I called it,

I'm jus' tryna get by quick
I'm tryna drop my shit
I just wanna know when I'm gon' get my hit
Patience ain't enough I get it
I hope y'all respect my

mind
Writing with these lyrics that I find
Coming with these words that link rhymes
I think not when it comes to this
End of the album, finish this
I

an album by Traverse 
c collection of different emotions, thoughts
Triumphs and tribulations
Enjoy

And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper

This the Outro on the
Album Of The Year
When truth seekers meet gate keepers with loaded heaters
Haters never check us it's tricky like my Adidas

I am 10 albums in now
And no one you know
Gives you anything
Nothing is handed to you
So I gotta take it
And you know
Claim my claim
I am hip-hop

Memoirs

Migos

Yung Rich Nation

2015

wit my partners
Next thing you know got walked out by the coppers
First juug I hit at school
Lord please forgive me I know you remember that
6 Peer

eating pork and beans
Viewing us listening to Weezer clean
Up our heart strings with hits
Gasp like pork and beans
Farting up your heart strings
Is this

Co-signed by Alchemist, stamped by Babu
Executive Produced, yours truely, got loot
It's a new day, phones still tapped
Watchin' the crew
They put out one

I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal
Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate

Yeah, said I might not be so bad, gotta leave it all I know the past is the past
Been through all the tests and I've been hoping to pass
Till we hit

Who done left their kid behind and sent a check
Cause they can't bother, real shit
I was raised by my brother and my mother
I'm unique, every problem

hits than Gary Barlow 
More skills than Ronaldinho  
We'll be making 10 tens the dough 
Multi-Platinum albums and sold out shows

up above
If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove

I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
Album of the year

Yeah, this is what's happening right here
Go to MySpace, slash Little J X
Check him out, y'all
This the official mixtape before the album
It's

hoes
who knows where the night might go, hit the doe
like yeah, blinded by the glare of the strobe light
see something i like its going down on sight

harder to play me
Than to fiddle backwards
Don't act like you knew my tactics
Cause when it hit's the fan
You know I stand last
I see through your true