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And two mami's with me at SLS down South Beach
Hit strips in whips that only driven by the Saudi's
And win so many chips that I get kicked out of Ballys

a man high (Man high)
Sellin' baggies out the crib just to get by
Pay me for a feature dog, a nigga got a weed bill
Head spinnin' I ain't fuckin' with no

cry for help 
All the perks that I've obtained from being by myself 
Afraid

Afraid

Afraid to stay I feel so betrayed 
Fuck everybody who wrote me off

me when I'd say hi
But enough of that, she's in my past
Hope that by now she wasn't my last
I know that none of you even asked
But this is my tape,

get from eatin your lunch last
You're small says da tag on da front of yo pants
My dad said u know a fighter by da blood on his hands 
Midwest chucks in

Words and music by Brian May

Here we stand or here we fall
History won't care at all
Make the bed light the light
Lady Mercy won't be home tonight

up
Put your hands up man this a fucking stick up
Y'all niggas lazy y'all can't do a sit up
Rolling by myself
But I'm not talk bout weed (Nah)
I do this

Warning! 

Your sound card has been infiltrated 
By an elite computer hacker 
And world-famous bad boy named Arison Cain

He has taken complete

Baby dont you dare wait till im famous
On no games just tryna be on your playlists

Im just tryna get my bread in
Skys the limit for me and my bredrins

though, no one gets the glory just by sleeping in
You wanna win but aren't akin to failure 
There lies your problem, can't just skip past ten thousand hours

Guess some things never change
Rest In Peace Trippie X
Your music was the best
Thank you famous dex
Thank you hopsin
Thank you dax
Thank you NF
You got me

Ain’t have no food it was work in the freezer
Pour up that mud sip that by the liter
Look how I won they thought I was done
Fighting my demons I

see where this shit takes us
'Cause we do not want to be famous
Tryna make music for payment
We tryna do this shit daily
Tryna see different places
I

I’ll Finally make it, finally famous
Finally rich like I’m in Vegas, I’m amazing
Say that shit in the most humble of ways
About a year from now I don’t

should be famous by now
Maybe on tv

It's a lot going on
But i dont fall to the bull
I just chill and write a song
Think you know me then you wrong

And i

me like her teddy call me roosevelt
Ay
I been on my worst behav-ur
Word to Drake
I'm murder-ang
The birds I slang
The verses sang
Regurgitated
By

in here with your last 100
Boy gon with that hating
We'll make yo bi**h famous
You talking bout money
You speaking our language
All my h**s exclusive
I

wants to claim
Being famous is a goal and not where i got my aim
Seems like I got the crosshairs right on my brain
Gotta sit back smoke on my Mary Jane

the fans be going dumb, i keep this shit 100 pussy boy you know wassup

I remember nights that I was all alone
Aint nobody hit my phone I was trappin by my

a hoe
It was always fuck em bro
But if he switching up
Fuck em both
You aint real 
I could tell
By a look in yo eyelids
And saying im lit
Walking around

Our vision is dangerous
My life's amazing
Back in Atlanta see lyric
Her brother is famous
She is the reason that I still remain him
Goat goat goat
Now

the devil
I’m a prodigy to my family
Got some younger queens looking up to me
Dem never even know if I’m strugglin
But day by day i'm still hustlin (Hustlin)

the task force 
Getting money what the fuck am I mad for 
I'm dropping the top 
Brainless 
She got a fat ass 
She dangerous 
I need me a deal 
I'm famous

chance
At the bottom of the pack, I'm quality the top of shelf
And you niggas cant compete, in where y'all do not not compare
On the real get it by myself,