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I don't have it all figured out
I've been taking it day by day
I tell myself get out the way
I'm gonna let You handle it
Somehow You been working it

'Sid mix monster'
They find it crazy I came in the game and I triumph
I know they mad at me (Mad at me)
I find it crazy,I'm actually making this

club, make it rain, simple pleasure suppresses pain. Spend a fortune, elude extorsion, and you're broke as fuck, man what a shame. I guess that's just

till I ain’t sick
In my lane or will I whip a spaceship
Fly guy
Getting sky high
Open up enough for me to skydive
Slowing up enough for me to ride by

Hellborn to free power like Lilco
cnd still owe bills, pay dues forever
Slay you(s) when it comes to who's more cleverer
Used to wore a leather goose "V"

Callin' Me

Lil' Zane

Young World: The Future [Clean]

2000

I like that (yeah, yeah) 
And I never was a rich man
A rubber band full of wrist bands
Got dough and had to switch plans
Drama still don't stop

Callin' Me

Lil' Zane

Young World: The Future

2000

I like that (yeah, yeah) 
And I never was a rich man
A rubber band full of wrist bands
Got dough and had to switch plans
Drama still don't stop

What absurd strategy is this?
Send down a handful of warriors
Let’s see if their blood is
The same color as ours

Watch me appear on the field
My

Shivers, burning pack like come, we bill it
Bro with the thingy, watched her
Fidget, take that lazer, man can't miss it
Use that presser, make me triplets

I've always thought global 
Plus this chip on my shoulder oh 
Won't allow me to be called 
another man's artist
When this god given talent
And hours in

tripping bout a bitch worried about dividends...
I got bills, I'ma man gotta get it in...
This a bachelor pad if ya bitch walk in...
Horse dick her down

of living life monotonous
Going through the motions of what society taught us
Get a job get a broad get some kids get a dog
Pay the bills that's the type

"There's not going to be any specific answer for any specific problem
There's not going to be any way you can fix something, you know, by any given

supposed to feel guy
When I'm the one that gave you boys The mix feel like Bill Nye
Shit I'm tryna get us out this bitch
I can't chill nah
I ain't gotta

Shawty keep nagging me
The bitch Real annoying
Man she need a butt Rub
Meet Up with boys that's a huddle
Tryna Rob my nigga
Yes we gunning for yo whole

on a daily
Cos I wan to day pay bills
Make nobody look down on me
Day go break, man go wake up oo
Who nor work, nor go fit chop oo
Who give up na him fuck up

cry over milk that been spilt
What's behind doin' so many bills
Hard times, man, I'm talkin' 'bout filth
Low times thinkin' chalkin' and shit
Broke

Street Rules

Skillz

From Where???

1995

cliques pullin sweet vicks (uhh)
Fulfullin cream dreams, takin niggaz out the mix
Nine-pound locked down by you and yo' crew
But watch yo' back nigga (why?)

to use this time to review my life
Man, I just quit paying for my HECS bill
They whispered, saying that the debs filled
Matrix glitch, I'm taking the red

them YO KIDS? Huh?
FUCK THAT
If he want it, betta spend it, get my bills paid
Don't really need it tho, nothing on me man-made
Crying over who? Who

I promise that my family gon be straight ain't no Bills passed due
I push 180 innis coupe I'll prolly past you
They ain't show me no love on my way

denied for the third time
Are you rappin' for fun or funds? It's a blurred line
I'm a mix of Kawhi, mostly a fun guy
And a bit of Bill Nye, bringin' some

Hook: Guilty by association fuck them niggas that keep hating
Tell my fans to keep that Patience
One thing for certain we gone make it
See a chance

I knew Kyrie was goated first play of every tip off
The devil's grass is potent
They mix shake grams with fentanyl
Been thinking that I vent wrong