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Mapping out the stars
Connected to our hearts
Feeling everyone of our
Collective battle scars
Soothe me with the sounds
Of chainsaws and church bells

The local
DJ Cosmic Kev connected the two of them
And to Meek's surprise
Ross followed through
Eventually offering him a contract

"Ross changed my life he

important we stay connected 
cause everybody ain't able 
you got it then be a blessing 
amping my study sessions 
reworking and doing testing 
investing my

the wesson
Its a lethal weapon
9 miller mapping
Moon walk jackson
Beat back thraxin
Swear to god
Im worser than usher
With confessions
I just hit the mall you

blocks
Of Coconino scheming
Just another word for plot
I'm mapping out my storyboard
Checking all my spots
Making sure my shots
Count
Shit wasn't working

moves niggas keep guessing
AMG I'm too invested
AMG I'm too refreshing
On and on I keep pressing
I'm mapping out the whole way
When it's time for

mapping
A world of art with no distraction
No honeys to call on
No homies they all gone
Rest in peace we search for
A million exits out one door
When it's

starlight
With the blue light of the cop cars
Getting close
We were climbing through the branches
Of a tree when time went missing
We were mapping

to to throw that weapon
Never thinking life a go that second
Down three it was cold that second
Whole year me and the folks ain’t connected
In disquise but I

The bitches loving texture.
Money coming no pressure.
Maximizing my effort.
All the dots get connected.
Send a lucrative message.
Known to be too obsessive.

you is not tossing me uh
This my adventure, this not a texture, got so much going etc
Imma rep AZ one more time, don't you undermine ain't no underline

Silliness when they try to limit us
No giving up  
Calculate Pi In My Mind 
When Im trying to be fly 
Velvet textures mentally ambidextrous 
Solar ayatollah

and that's a fact

I've never minded hospitality
Shown coming through the back door
But this is hospitality of a different tone and texture
An unsigned

Learning about different wines

Learned to read these fuckers
Like an earthy taste
And texture GOD
Bitches gone be bitches Just as niggas
Birds of a feather

caught in this wonder
in a texture of millions of souls
I can’t tell you what life is 
but I know that I’m glad to be born 

I can’t see wonder in your

I ‘m here up naked in my room
Thinking ‘bout if i should put you on
Your texture your sent oh you ‘re so smooth
But when the heat ‘s on i gotta think

shit might fall off like Earl Sweatshirt
Always connected, got each other on a tether
Gon' ride the wave atop every endeavor
Ain't no fuckin' way we stop

It's a shame niggas only in it for the fame
Your mainframe is connected to feeling the same pain
You and I now it's the same thing
On the mic blast like

more shoulders, salty
And the stuff we can't touch seems to be much more real like
How we all connected and sing along to love songs
I believe these

of *scatts*   texture feeling temperature that keeps you truly connected to urban jazz

Damn

get a buzz off the pressure
Cant get under our skin, that real texture
Longevity is money we report
Till the only move we have left surely is us passin