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the pool (lunch, brunch)
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school (yeah)
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good

Ayo, shout out to Black Diamond 
I got them Nikes on my feet as we speak, homie, yeah
Shout out to Mac Miller

All I do is rhyme, all I do is get

Good Bye !
Good Bye !
Good bye !
Good Bye !
Good...
The man is gone
!
Black rubbers mountains, floating
Vast waste lands
Plastified lobsters flying all

something, water into wine
I really do this, I got shooters in my starting five (look)

Drive-bys where I reside often
Beautiful black lives sit inside

the Royal family
Or in the RBH military
Or employed by RBH
Is not under any circumstances Allowed to have
Black nail polish
Nor the letters RBH
Tattooed

the paint, Waka Flocka Flame (Flame)
Bringing pain with my name on you plain Janes (Jane)
Stake claims while you other haters raise Cain
How it is, Chief,

good to go
I only know what I see in the hood is thugs
So you know I gotta give 'em love

PYT playa Young Thugs
You need some loving tLC
(Just a little

the image
While staring at the fans on the ceiling spinning 
The journey is life, the story's never ending 

The world go round and the world go round

Do I say "Blacks"? (You won't have to say)
I feel like it'd be weird
If I said, "I'm with the blacks" (it's not like that)
How is it referred to?

knees sinning
Puffing on that good shit, medicate my bruises
On the surface I seem calm but I really been through shit
Keep grinding till the world know,

and connect all of you!
I just wanna...
I just wanna...

I don't know a thing...
My words are flying in the soundwave
Created by my voice!
Echo is lost again!
I

the good life
Undertaking, noise-makers, booming like they dynamites
...Collapse a Grand Theft auction for a-million-one
Phuc tap, then sign the contract,

The studio is the guest room 
If guess come and I'm recording the sofa is their new bedroom
These songs be important (Honest)
When I make it and you fam then

an album called it Slow Rides and Love Songs
I hope you're well
Do you know what
For someone that is so good at talking
I'm so useless at
Outros and speaking

I been around the world
Maybe a time or two
To the fresh muthafuckas
Man I fuck witchu
To my homeslices
This is what life is
Chillin' with real ones

She said she wanna go to Motown
Wanna see how it is
That's cuz she know that it ain't no town
In the world
That can sound like this (This)
She wanna

yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's

But it’s one by one that
you earn the people’s hearts
Sooo these words is just the start

up then we getting Straight to business
Time is money
This is not vacation
Used to smile all the time
Now it's on occasion
Because I learned the worlds

the world die by the creator

So don't listen to their cheats and curses
Stick it up your ass
If you think I'm gonna pass

We're black on black, detonate

for a nut
Hit your baby mother last night
By the way your kid needs some more fruit snacks they were good
On my way to charlotte moon shining on my hood

corrupt
Nation in the world
35 years old that's what that nation is now
Here's America, 226 years old 30 years ago
Black folk got the right to
Vote you're

sucks)
If I do some dirt black on black my chucks (My chucks)
I just got some good weed for zero bucks (For free)
I just put sprinkled kief into each of my

cloth like some  
offering in our way, obscure and open if we dig  
down in it soft, dirty, south all under the world, 
is gone off in the national