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on the come-up, you ain't 'bout it
My mental has been dipping, sure, but 'least I have the talent 
To kill when I'm presented with a beat; orderly fashion 
My

with my peoples, fall in love with a break
Beat snapping on them heads, love to Skillz, the illest
Kids the realest, what the deal is, boom bap

I don't take no L's and I call ball just like a pelican
Damn this song is hard I really think you should go tell a friend
She addicted to me but

move it but I don’t know where I’m goin’.
I feel like I been through this just enough that it be showin’. 
I’m dirty on the beat I never shower, sleep

the album, welcome
To a new star in your eardrum
Ding dong, ditch all of that sing song
My girl ditching all but her thong
Cup pong, cause she keeps these

the volume won't get diminished
Wrote a whole album but my arsenal is still replenished
It has been my debut but my person already distinguished
The number

There's an old violin
That rests beneath my chin
Worn out by the minor key
And the music keeps playing
When you come around
But there is no sound

Your love is all I need
I'm hanging by the tree
Girl I'm dying on the moon
Cause I'm in love with you
It happened like this he was a nobody trying to be

Joined by skrilla and black
After they heard me
Wrecking a couple of beats
Using Cool Edit PRO 2.0
With a USB mic
At the time it sounded perfect
And I know

I finna eat
Shawty wanna feel the heat
Smash her like I kill that beat
But I like that pussy skinny coz the Ass be interfering
And I know that I been

you won't see me on the other side (the other side)
Are you certain that it wasn't just the other guy (the other guy)
Aye, he ain't hit a lick but his

with me
'Cause ain't nobody coming close
I'm motivated by ghosts
This industry is full of  cons but all you hear are the pros
I guess that's how it goes

And as soon as I land, write my whole album on an island
Then fly back, go to America to record the tracks
But thanks to COVID, I'm sorry, I couldn't do none

It's almost 2019 it's about to get dark
Everybody lit once you give em a spark
I done gave my all and gave niggas a start
But now I hear em rap and I

Ive been tryna get rich ever since I was a kid
And when I was a kid I was tryna get licked
I was tryna get licked by a bad bitch lips
But the bad bitch

you on the ground floor
Got that swag like album but your built like Theodore
Man I walk in the club and they got all my songs on
I got that gas like I

stuff

Tickle on the beat
Has anybody else dropped?

Malkovich Malkovich it's my head
Malkovich Malkovich it's my head

Broken backs to break bread
Fuck

I would die for your perfection, and
My heart stays with you
Seth got the waves
Jammy on the beat boy
I would die for your perfection
Thank god for

bottom nigga 
But so upper echelon
Locked in the studio lettin off 
Tryna find in me what Hookah saw 
Gotta dig deeper to make it raw 
Twenty twenty we

make
Time you give to someone else is someone's time that you take
And the beats are the only place where I can speak my mind
But life's riches won't

this album like a meditation
But every step has seen me back up on the rack
And now I'm constantly corroded by my consternation
I contemplate if you can

means
A barely survivin even doh I been writin my heart out
Ova my cousin's beats
Not only cuzz I love music but people I'm tryna eat
Da fame would just

to the beat move your feet get rhythm
Squares to a prism what's a diamond to an album
I can see em hiding' so I go & get em
Coach said "get em' & I told coach

getting raised by IG not OGs
Ok
Yeah
Yo bitch hoppin' on the diugh like a pogo
Made a whole album off a lenovo
Still eating off the beats no solos
Uh
Ok
I'm