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Vegita in his glory days
Wu-Tang get the CREAM
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
If y'all don't know these racks are astounding
Gold diggers want the dick

when I'm suddenly getting inspired it's like when I'm printing a fax comin' in
And album mode is like syncing the data by thinking of raps mumblin'

still trying to drop three albums by Labor Day, motherfucker

Saturday morning cartoons
Filling up a medical balloon with some hot sauce
Goddamn, I saw

die here
I don't have to try here
Can I get my two sugars please?
Jesus made an album
I'm still waiting in the line for cream
She dream in

Spaceship, this my new ride
Can’t tell when I zoom by (but I’m waving at you)
Hanging out the passenger side
No scrub, not a sideline (little baby

Supporters icy hot my bank account apply more cream
Pistol on the waist for the evil things I foreseen
Amped to clean these parasitic niggas like chlorine
Fuck

Push in the key
Leave the city
Four or five days
Spent by the sea
Wife and me
Here we go
Round the harbour
See what their
Shops can offer
Play

thought you'd say it
Drop a new album just for you to hear it
You like to play me like a game
But this game you play will end today
Blonde hair
Green eyes

of the college mag
Drove a Ford Taurus it was
Towed now I'm taking cabs
Had a 9 to 5, did a Pepsi ad, spare cash
Put an album out, showing off my bare ass
Things

been rated
A man again, Second Album right here
Getting noticed by a lot of my fans
This where I Stand
Being back again like I never Left


Last verse I

as tall
Put whipped cream on my dick make you hoe come and lick it off
Yell timber all you want bitch, Rico will never fall
They like he's old, old news, he

much
My albums they call Final Fantasy
They used to say cuz I'm a gamer
That my raps wouldn't bring heat
Then again, those are people whose ass I had

perfect
People keep telling me that the best songs are always the saddest ones
As if they haven't heard "Run Away With Me" by Carly Rae Jepsen
Or really

Okay, I'm livin' life, I made this shit
A diamond for every pearl
I made this whole fuckin' album by myself, I didn't need no help
Shoutout to B.I.G M,

listening to albums
Or vibin' to the bassline when driving down the coastline
Road trips where music was the soundtrack for summer
But now soon as you drop

S Roxxy

The Holstar

It was ’99, the kid was 17 I was listening to c.r.e.a.m feenin’ for promethazine
My favorite Rapper was Dark Man X, I was like

come up that makes me come, uh, yeah
And it's my CREAM that makes me
Lord only knows
You don't know my pain, you don't know my heartache
Damn
Lord only

starve
See where that will get you in life
Probably at the end of a knife

Will record on my phone
My brain is in the zone
Throw your ice-cream cone
I will

to mention, maybe cause my swag is different
Nothing means nothing
Nothing means nothing

Nothing means nothing, what do you mean by that
More I'm talking about

Uh welcome to the second Zion Wolf album
I feel like my last one was really immature
Like the pastors daughter's getting fucked
C'mon what even is

Verse 1

Spring cleaning, found photo albums while unboxing; as a kid no TV playing Noggin
Cuzzin knockin' 15's playing Nas when
DJ Clue was a must

that's a life I can't live lead by way too much regret
If I lived on one album for the rest of my life
I'd have What's Going On Marvin Gaye on my cassette

be home at prolly by nine
I met some people that got
Some issues just like mine
Singular punchlines for the Sinai
Think you can step to me? I
Don't

*Censored* when your album coming/ *censored* a Tsuanami coming/
Live your dreams now or nothing/ get the cream/ power/ money/
I hold the horn/ know Africa/