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push others on their heels
By feeling supreme confidence in
Himself but no matter how tough
And hardened they become, hustlers usually
Face one daunting

And the bad belle people dem go pass you by
Cos baba God no go let you die oo ooh
He will let you fly
Over the obstacle you dey face sometimes
You just have

beat from the pocket now
And the crumbs on the face how I love the cake
That one thing you supposed to do 
You look around it’s wherever you look
But

And them scriptures start to manifest

Call this album 40, cause previously it means to stand the test
Every time I look at my family, I'm like, man, I'm

I'm lookin' through the face of God
I can't even begin to understand why I'm so odd
Did everythin' I could to fit in, man, I really tried, but was

the ending's harder than thoughts
Of when it starts, it begins
Nobody wins when the family feud
Or when the family news turns into somethin' that no one from

4 Your Eyez Only

J. Cole

4 Your Eyez Only

2016

the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above, maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen,

went and built theirs from the floor up
How the hell you gon' get me on your album and not show up
How the hell could you slow us
Got by myself nothing

on thanking yall
2020 all my friends are coughing
Family's closer
So no pussy popping
Dropped an album
Gotta a lotta hype
So talented shit is tight
'Came

Is There More

Drake

Scorpion

2018

truth
Too many lyrics 'bout houses and loot
Too many Walt Disney characters, mouses and goofs
I mean you know I love a challenge, but challenged by

Thought's haywire brain so strange I'm a
Go crazy tryna stay in my sane liar
Face stained by the rage in the frame my uh
House contains in rooms oh

I'm just getting by, we just getting by
Aye, yea, ouu
Fuck it, today was a good day
Look in your pocket, it's a blue face
I woke up feeling polite

Thank You

Jay-Z

The Blueprint 3 [Clean]

2009

black tux, binocular
Black luxe, stop it I shouldn't be so popular
Name keep poppin' up face keep poppin' up
On the tube I'm just watchin' Pacquaio box

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

anyones letting you make a sting like
“The Cover Album was sickening
Listening to Bling Face sing is making my ears ring
Say I need some autotune, bitch,

in your head on loop
You deserve long conversations with drunken family members
And shopping centre carparks every weekend of December
And although we

in your head on loop
You deserve long conversations with drunken family members
And shopping centre carparks every weekend of December
And although we

stadiums just like Billy Joel
Quincy Jones would be in my studio
Recording Phill Collins on the drums for my album
All paid for by my own discography
Oh

and rearranged
No matter what happens, nothing can ever be the same
Logan V, treating this like it's my final one
By album five, thought I'd run it like where

the itchin', let me finish the album for her I'm focused

Off my
My time
My time
Dim lights
Late nights
One path
All mine
All things
Take time
Deep size
Tall

My Death Row Chain got a pharaoh face
Medalion you mad we on yea daddy home
Little daddy got to put his family on
Told my mama I'm her daddy too
I

albums on his wish list
Love to listen far from reality, love the distance
Yeah in his mind them world was better
Felt his reality was lesser
Expressed in

already knew that you were surrounded by gangstas, don't be surprised, bitch (gone)
Rental cars enterprise flips, got a side bitch she a size six
Spliff

mills
My boy kitchen's done, lookin' like a flour mill
You niggas' faces lookin' like you drink sour milk
And your albums like some mothafuckin' fire