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already know what takes, so much more than the rhymes
winning ain't everything... yeah it is!
i be tryin to quit gangbangin... but i'm a crip!

industry

at least that's what they say 
Still the only place I want to live is in the Lone Star State 

Those Appalachian Mountains have them Kentucky coal mines

liars yall some deceivers 
My fans dont even play none of your songs not even me either 
Music Industry didnt take me serious so I  took risks

a vision
To earn a couple plaques from the lyrics
Then stack a few million then crank up the family bidness
Me and Mine incorporated the family wings are

and rolled solo like a lone wolf
Now ego wants props for getting me this far
Now ego wants props for keeping me alive
Now ego wants props for shining like

of the trashy picks

V3

Eating lunch with my girl at lone star imma go hard no holds bar
Imma go far like a fully gassed go cart gonna rap till I get a dope car

Post my lone posted at these shows singing melodies
You girl throw me box like we work in factories you getting me
Broken hearted and learning
Fear is

Been the lone wolf outcast
Could've been a star with this act
The ones I looked up to I passed
Finna be known by the masses
Saw me as a clown and they

Speaker of the stars, coming undun
Unravel my weights like, Rock Lee
Tread lightly through nebula
The sage bleeds
Knowledge through the scholar who seek

messages are regional, my messages are WhatsApp
That's why I got the globe shook
My shows are all a zoo
Lone wolf on my hits, dawg
I know that I'm

small
Got everything I ever wanted yah
If you loyal we can go far
I pulled it out like i pulled a card
We can go up to the fucking stars
In love with

dior, saint laurent yeah
Bring my new jawn out in London to the mall
Oh let me sign a deal tell the industry why they playing
Bitches think that this

appeal
From mom 'n' pop shops to the Lone Cypress Tree
She will (Not) let the conglomerate of corporations wander in
With Jack In the Box nor McDonald's

chill with any these industry niggas
I'm seeing the stars
She know the deal, I got a banking bitch that'll crack me a card
Jedi said we can't fuck em all

lot more who ain't hearing me huh
Know my government like they OB
Try to force my hand no Kenobi
You a lone star better show me
But then they back away

Fuck da industry bro he ain't rapping what he living
Tied up my sneakers cause a nicca never tripping
I lost my lil bro I prayed to god asked for

the feel fine caper
Drop the real like anchor, where my skill might take ya
Lone hillside wrangler no ill mic tangler 
Throat kill like stranglers no frills

Images of murder
Brimstone at the alter
Pray to no one I'm a lone soul
Love no one I'm a black hole
Born once and I hardly want it
Clone life I don't

New Dreams

Trip Lee

The Good Life

2011

Aye I was raised in that lone star state where we go hard
Can't do it small at all, 'cause big things our state
My dreams as a buck was to make

own lone companion and sole adversary
And to my dismay 'till this
Day still a war's on
Formed a truce with my spirit
Now we grapple morons
And poor