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I know I did a lot of things that weren't right and now I'm left with regrets
But why should I care bout others if they don't want love to spread
I

Yea yea yea yea
Guap
I really go crazy a lot, a lot
You would think shawty a janitor just by the way I be making her mo-o-o-o-op
I really go crazy

dedication and through faith in God You feel me 
My name is little Johnny I wanna be a rapper when I grow up 
I'm gonna be the best rapper ever 
Y'all gone see

to an internet meme

Grew up, started to realize
This could be made for me
Bought a better mic, Focusrite
Trying to blow up, by remixing these

But to pick a name

niggas
Slide for my niggas, homicide for my niggas
Cry for my niggas, never lie to my niggas
If we ever go to jail
Do the time for my niggas
What you know

watching
I'll tell ya
This ain't that watered down gas rappers selling
This black as the oil
I'm black as the soil I came from
Why would I foil myself

redacting any motherfuckin' cynicism
That's why every single line I've ever hollered or written 
Is worth a lot more to me than a million dollars or dirhams

to yourself
Lie to me, but, you can't lie to our God
Sit back, baby, watch
Sit back, watch me ball
Fuck you, fuck that call
Why is you mad? Chatting bout' some

spitting out my damned lyrics with this sick flow (God damn!)
Just heard a Super song, forgot every rapper u did know
Drink a lot of water fo sho, shout out

Yeah, yeah
Y'all niggas be too tough for me
Ordinary Omarr, go home or go large
Bogard, any rapper claiming that they flows hard
So tired, really in

thing smokin'

Shit, I recognize that whip

Didn't he do a drive by on the strip?

Got caught, couldn't do five so he snitched?

What type of guy's this?

a nightmare

Everyday I'm living, living good not gonna live a lie
All do is listen one by one I see these rappers die
I ain't gonna do nothing that got these

I'm a veteran
I don't know why you hyping like you better than
And you can try and hide it but no
I'm kinda psychic like Eleven is
A lot of rappers

rappers be tardy
I shut down the party
Be vibing like Carti
I do not say sorry
So if you’re offended
I’ll break your appendix
I’m workin my hardest
The diss

of y'all
Man I still got love
For graffiti culture though

A lot of people including myself
Get uncomfortable
When people including myself
Get emotional

But

kneel to the floor
Yo what do I gotta bring
Is it me
Is it more
I don't have a lot
Just a young kid that used to rap a lot
Or listen to that rapper
Who

right
Party till the daylight
With you I know it's so wrong so why does it feel so right
I know real-life rappers with couple of songs but none of em

I'm the truth, I promise you that I won't lie
My favorite rappers' death got me praying to God I don't die
Every lyric is like a line of the coca
Pretty

a terrible drought
Rappers today are only focused on
Earning some clout
Yah
I'm stiff arming any form of doubt
Turning my dreams into reality's
What I do so

All by Myself

Haystak

Street Level: The Mix Tape, Vol. 1

2005

stab wounds all up and down they back

I do it all by myself
I don't need nobody else
And I'm a do fine without your help
I'm a do it all by myself

All by Myself

Haystak

From Start to Finish

2005

stab wounds all up and down they back

I do it all by myself
I don't need nobody else
And I'm a do fine without your help
I'm a do it all by myself

the sauce, I'm spaghetti
Mix it up, mix it up
Boy, I'm too hot, you ain't ready
I'm just tryna spread some love
I'm popping up like confetti
I left all y

a check then I check
The time and the place
I'm in the back with tequila and the lime
I'm not drinking this time
The lie detector test determined
That was

the insides this evenin'
For these proceedin's
I'll shall never mislead them
With my pad & pencil
Got my little utensils
Mix in a little weed
With a lot