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Yeah, I cannot fuck on no petty shit Catch me at night like I'm Letterman
Come to the trap, we gon' let him in Show him we standin' on business
I

state, what I heard, somebody should show her around
Yeah I prolly threw my hoodie up and payed 'em no mind
I prolly played my favorite album like I did

show ya how to pop yo shit..Yea Yea.,I'm goin upGot em sick they throwin up,cuz they know I'm blowing upDrop da lo for da opps they ain't even showin

get her hella flowers
I'ma show you niggas how to get some feminine powers
Gonna grab her by her neck and then you're gonna devour
Gonna beat that booty

what you would lack
You gotta pick the pen up and create another tool from scratch
Since I dropped my album I've been comfortable, much too in fact
Been

a poet
I'ma shoot your dick that I'm getting a girl with

I'm at the top and you know this
I got feelings, but I don't show it
Taking these perks doesn't

Being cradled by my fallen grandfather and uncle
They the one's I carry on my back
Every time i lay down a track
Every time i navigate traps
A bitter life

started
My album got delayed because of drug-posession charges
Cock and load, rock 'n' roll, start a fuckin' melodrama (Ja)

C.B.A., C.B.A. (ayy)
Cross

yo boys even if they damn fools
Imma show up from your back and fire up and make a brule
Huh

They been acting superfishy, superficial
Cause they know

ive seen the stats
Your dropping albums but your crowd is capped
Leave the rap shows to the professionals
I can't sleep
I can't eat
Panic attacks make

the best of it
Goddamn Soulja
Inspired by the greats, albums and mixtapes
And hustlers from the streets

Gave knowledge of moving weight
Made promises I


Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter
Your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with glasses

it all
Don't know what to tell you
I've been in a time lapse
Something like a hell loop
Know you heard the album
Dropped mpeg and hell broke lose

the dark
I cannot believe whatchu did, Said i wont make it, Said i cannot get, No one's attention, I'll never get big, Guess what lil bitch, Imma show what

I need a haircut too Biz, plus a straight jacket 
Cos I got into show biz to be a babe magnet 
Now my honey dip left and I'm on my own 
In

gettin pussy.
Ladies gettin better by the minute.
Better make me Player one cause you now imma win it.
I get it.
I got a green eye for a pint of Guiness.

the best
How you say that you a God but you got beat up by my cousin
Keep this shit a hunnid, RJ wanted smoke and you was running
Fuck that nigga Thomas

Gang
Boy, I start on one, I let y'all know
This gon' be the hardest and realest album y'all heard in a minute
Boy, it still ain't go
Ayy, I'm that

made you can tell by the way I be sliding
I never had opps I was too busy grinding
I'm too busy shining
I'm too much for him I don't know why jit trying

the gas
Here's that unleaded shit, so for the right price
I can fly you out to paradise and sit in warm weather
With a cup full of Henny white, show you how

focused now
Yeah, I know I disappeared
I'm reemergin' now
Album down, but that ain't how I'm going out
I sue you for a settlement, you gotta reimburse me

anymore
They been like, yo, Kyle, when you gonna drop the next album, when you gonna make a sound

I don't know, yeah
Now I gotta be found now, gotta find

Back when I got paid by flippin'
Now my card ain't got no limit
Ain't reflected in a minute I been busy livin'
Still respected in my city
Rockin'

been ethereal
Music' where I find a better healing outcome
I could best sell a novel
Rather write an album
The cats out the bag and it
Hopped in