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I don't have time for Cain and able raps
The MC who sat by the lake perhaps
Staring at your wave
But now he's waving back
And I am so niel in da

CREW (NAME) (FAM) CANT RAIN ON MY (PARADE)

REMEMBER TIMES I WAS (BETRAYED)NOW A YOUNG NIGGA GETTING (PAID) WE BE IN & OUT THEM (BANKS) IN THAT BITCH

I got to get to it 
Nothing by my Waist
Cuz I never been that hip to it
Show me what the cost is
I’ll show you where a boss is
Young randy Moses

girl showing her tits

Now I'm getting on my shit
Haters hopping on my dick
Any time I'm with the shits
I ain't rocking with no clique

You in your bag

For My People
Ya gotta see em through they tough times
Even though they don't even be in they right minds
They make it happen with smiles on their

shades of red now
Got spat back out
By the ground
Was overdraft flash
My phone got smashed
And so did I
Cut my thumb
On the cracks
Googling if you can die

gotta go fuck this lil hoe at like 3
I gotta feed all my niggas like they is my sons
No, I don't got time for that beef
He looking for clout, he faking

scrolling scrolling then I sleep
Guess all the time flew by, brand new guy
Tragedy made me learn a thing or two
Not, I'm hot and so is our planet
Fake news

can not see like a tinted window
Hatings distasteful so go wash your tongue
Like how I do when yo nigga is done
Oh by the way yes the Mexican is hung
We

shoulda been gettin off, n now you walking amongst the living dead, wish that shit ain't go sour like a lemon head, or lemonade, only time I'll lays when

On ma ten toes crucified but me no slacking
Many eyes all on me
Wanna see me fail
But at the end of the day
Know Soul is not for sale
I've be crashed even

stew
The green money is nostalgic, but i'm stacking the blues
I'm never stuck up in the past what i'm spitting is new
I hit the studio and get to wild

don't want to be now
I could drop ten racks but
It wouldn't mean a thing
Make it right back
Still gon' end up in a grave
Yeah, she told me she in love
I

your career and leave you drowned
Congrats on the 10k albums sold
How many did you sell yourself
You sold out for a quick buck chuck
But it won't last

fired
Outta ten mix tapes you done Dropped only 5 people heard it bitch You need to retire
They say that talk is cheap till it cost A whole lotta cheese

Harlem shake when I draw for the bow and arrow
Phone is on mute everyday fuck hellos
Smoke too much piff now I’m moving paro
I tell a prick get back, bring

No one could belittle me
These are my thoughts this is a soliloquy
Changed for the better I went through some misery
Now that I'm glowing my exes are

by at most like 27
Now you're 20 something & a wannabe hot girl
Really needing affection
You've been tryna be patient
Dealing with basic, shorty I'm

to be 11 out of 10
You won't find that in heaven or even hell
And now I'm second guessing everything I do
Overthinking this shit through
And just ruining

it, but now I'm grounded
Self assurance I have found it
And I'm older and stronger
Been through the ringer just a little longer
Head is up walking fast

Don't waste my time if you ain't ride with me
Don't stay by my side if you ain't die for me
Honestly, just keeping it candid
Most of my homies know I been

Boys and girls
Take a seat, time for show-and-tell
Gotta talk about a living angel
That made my education such a living hell
Alright
Alright
Alright

see it all align like orion's belt
I was once a lamb jus wearing lions pelt
Now I spit lines til I am felt
This that heat that's making iron melt
Then I

my moustache
I give my freedom out on credit
Two week same as cash

But it's early, early morning now and I can't find my keys
My tie is on the ceiling