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me
To a list of problems longer than he snoozing
On all my albums that's alarming to me and with each stack up the result's
excuses
What he lack is

Left my Mark on that ass, dawg my name is my name
Have her waving at you after couple shots like she Dame
Nobody waited for that album, nobody googles

We been out here for light years
It's quite clear we fight fear
Embrace hugs and ideas
We ate hearts and drank beers
The Nate Doggs, the Eyedeas,

round by
Spinning up forth and backwards
I guess you didn't understand the
Words but most of rappers
That feel my flow and understand
Why I'm so damn

laid, bitch
She suck me way too good
I finna bust on her like first aid
First mixtape on Soundcloud, got hella hit's
First album got paid that nigga

competition I'd grab a hold of my belt
I spit a bar like I'm Kendrick then hold a note like Adele
So why not treat the top like homecoming and go by myself
I

music edits, wish I had total control of it
Linkin Park, NWA got me in sync
Listening to The Incredible True Story
I like these albums that feel like

had to drop song for fans because everything getting boring
Lyrics go belle full u belike chicken add some curry
Put my heart into my lyrics that's why

me workin' heavy
And I can't be friends, that's fake love
Think I had enough, it's time to run it up
Cold heart, for these no names
No time for dumb

unknotted
Pac on rotation
The world got many eyes
Most of them envy
Learned that as a youth
When we got jumped on Centi
The world got a cold heart
But somehow

by,
I keep asking why,
How silly am I
To go down the road again.

On and on
Things we’ve been said,
Smile that you had,
I want to feel again.
On and on…

Yo, yo,
We dropped that album, almost had a heart attack
I can't believe it's over now and how I'm supposed to battle that
I look to Ant, I look

of them who saying no
It just ain't no
Acknowledgment
You only fit the esthetic when you're sharing one of their posts
They won't
Even tap the heart
Such

unknotted
Pac on rotation
The world got many eyes
Most of them envy
Learned that as a youth
When we got jumped on Centi
The world got a cold heart
But somehow

and im 3 shots deep in a trance
4, 5 ,6 lemme teach ya how to dance
7 bands if you do it with no hands

Damn Barsh why they throwin all these hand hearts

1st Verse

   these niggas just be leaches  why I rarely do some features
  work for what you want  don't let them beg you for forgiveness
  I don't

Yes, 32 the album out right now
Love for the love fire in the Booth

Wrote this in the country
I was staring at horses
It's kinda nice to be still

With Al Capone lips
I'm not trying to catch a case
For these soft hearted tricks

Soft hearts ain't worth the price
Of hard time or a full clip
I ain't

Brought the ting to Nina's album premiere
True, we gotta pass the opp
Block on the way there mum's back from work
I might have to bag up in the BnB
If you

Hit a nigga with a raw dog flow y'all
All 4 Down Nigga Bang Bang
East Side, West Side, North Town
Hold it down for my niggas trying to maintain

but this ain't me (yeah)
I pour my heart out to the mic, ain't tryna tweet
I don't need no hook 'cause I know the vision ain't gon' see it
'Bout

the name

Yeah, papercutz
Papercutz, Paper
Here we go, papercutz
papercutz, paper
paper, cutz, papercutz, paper, paper
Are you gonna do another album man?

bastard
The streets were my father
Hard headed and stubborn, hate to take orders
Fucked by scholarships
Flushed down the toilet
Hurt me to my heart so
I'm

If my eyes could see by faith I'd move mountains and seas
It only takes a small amount a mustard seed
I know it's going to happen because I believe