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rhetorical
I am a shooter but I'm not from Oracle
Yeah I heard your album that shit was horrible (It was horrible)
Pissin' on you cause your face is my urinal

Sala
Balling with the ace in hand
One man band
Screaming yes you can
Royal flush
With Pen and pad
Bringing bars
But I take no Xans
This my jam
And I

the bands get a couple grand
Didn't need stans just a couple fans
Follow the brand girl
Im the man girl
You bout to be a fan of a fan girl
While I was rapping

I played in a few bands
Made a couple of fans
Even once had a girl approach me.

I practiced each and every day
Banging out Purple Rain
I must have

praying for you ock
Pran still in the mix
He be holding down the block
Ruse still on his hustle 
He be grinding round da clock
Me I'm n da lab
1st album

Her heart like some stocks yeah i broker
Wet n wild pull up on your girl and soak her
Making all these bands like Gaga playing poker
I'm back I'm back

with a pen
Haters talking shit here we go again
All trapped out was my first album
That was garbage throw it in the trash
But i still got two thousands

hot!
JM finna pull up with a flow like
Moronta boys don't play, Another album on the way 
Tell Brodie, God Damn Let it go like! 
When you feeling like

to get it
Follow through no cap no fitted
Stayed patient jus peep my album
Straight to the point not here for arousal
Money first n these bitches come

with no S on my chest
No Superman fix your hue I classify as Super Hueman
I’ll celebrate this album if I only had 2 fans
I’m loyal to the soil don’t

lean, that shit really ain't cool
I'm writing this album, but I don't know what to call it
Danny Brown came to my town, I wish I could've saw it
I

to corner me
You went signed four years with no album release
You was really livin' out the name Prophecy
Jae Prophecy
Delayed drop release
Losin' all your

Give me the wooden horse that ruined Troy
I want a silver bullet band and a golden voice
For a champagne jam in a black Rolls Royce
Ah, is that too

a band
Or never get out
Or never get out kuz he never went in
Go hit the strip
Get him a bad bitch thats only addicted to sin
Two people chillin just makin

lettermen
If them niggas bout they business
Okay let em in
If she pillow talk?
I won't hit again
I dropped the album told myself ima chill out
I heard your

I'm an E-bomb, dropped in a Concorde
Some hunter Thomson, doing coke of gun barrels at the golf course
Two hands muddy, the one-man band, dug in

mai agya si bahr
6 mahineya de vich ik album bahr si
Mai labeya bathera mainu labeya pyar ni
Ik na si hoya ovi kad legi jaan si
Zindagi meri puri main

a get that money
Any means necessary just like malcolm
Niggas couldn't fathom
How he live like he went platinum
He ain't even drop no album
Cause bitch I

thoughts
Are making me sink
I make better records than your whole band
"Oh my god Toby killin' them killin' them"
I produce everything that you hear
Lets

romanceless
I had switch up my style to show you all my stances
Now I'm thinking what Ill do with all my bands and
Who I'll give a chance or give a back hand

rubber bands
You get what you want like that shit on demand
Yea
I love that you have patience
I don't wanna waste your time ever keep you waiting
I swear

money
Checkin the Tag
You aint getting no money
We destined for greatness
We keep it 100
I got industry models calling
Album next im on the way
All this

of they slang
Wanted all of they fame, wanted all they bling
Yo homie pass me some of that Domo strain
I should've start a band
I should've been in

on my bands now 
I ain't shaking hands now 
If you ain't play my album then you not my mans now
Yea I saw you hating pussy n**** you a fan now 
Run it up