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kept it remote
Going for broke
Going for gold
I'm all at the top
It's crowded below
They call me the G.O.A.T
They call me the G.O.A.T
Peep the position I

control this
We remote it
Fake out, don't make me pull that Drac out
I can hit ya long range, it ring your bell this ain't no take out
Hmm say now
Fuck all

Two red bones kissing 
Somebody pinch me I'm dreaming
I'm bout to beat a bitch back out
Of service she nervous 
She know that I mean it
And I got

call it elevate (only smokin' gas)
Only ridin' foreign engines, nigga 'cause I graduated (yeah)
I put bad bitches with bad bitches call it match-makin'

Never changed I just Grew Up
Got all these Voices In Brian 
Still ain’t gave Up.

You can call me Hippie Chamber, Yes I am The Don
I am up Next to be

A virtual phone system
(also known as a virtual PBX or cloud-hosted
Phone system) is a type of
Phone service that enables users to have
A regular

Told her to wait
Then she put her weight on it 
On a scale of 0 to 10 
I think that she’s breaking it 
Grab a remote and press play 
In the kitchen

My city so windy
I'm glad to call it my home
Lake shore drive vibe
Yea i'm all in my zone
Everyday you wake up
Issa miracle
Every breathe you breathe

I'll go to war for you
Lay down my life for you
God I'll be your armorbearer
God I'll be your armorbearer yeah
I'm at your service
'Cause my life is

Connections with people that's Wi-Fi
But I call it MyFi
Connections with people that's Wi-Fi
But I call it MyFi
Connected to all the crazy shit they

since
When the money come in 
These nikqas a switch
Man they losing control
But I got the remote 
Use to carry the load
I can't do it no more
Man I put

Call me Bella
He said this bussy wetter
Than all the other fellas
(Hella)
Pick a position while we in the kitchen
Macaroni and cheese
No, that's me

point 6 2 don’t need a scope
I press this button it go off no remote
These niggas be talkin bout it like a niquatine commercial they don’t want no smoke

Aye, Aye
I got the flavor like sauce (Aye)
Never heard any of these laws
Don’t pay attention to flaws
Call up the curtain call now they applause
My

jumpers)
Choppers hit ya' ass like trees (Timber), you can call me Paul Bunyan
Slidin' with ya' bitch yeah, smokin' out the onion
Focus on this money, is

the voice of reason and trust
And we are the council's poster family
She smiles benevolently
Waving as sycophants call out
For her attention she stops too

Sum Shit I Wrote

Common

Resurrection

1994

life, the mic I rust like bostage
I switch styles like a channel with controls that are remote
Engage in a page, and with words I elope
Walking down

the room
Watch how you move
These size 9
Cant fit in my shoe
You say you a boss
Who is you
What kind of people
You put in position
How you a boss
Cant play

This is a public service announcement
We call it Blood Sport
I had to do one too, I sorry
I'm a competitor
Oh my God, it's about to get hideous
I

Yeah
If we broke up I know what I would do (word?)
Call and take the cable out my name (that's right)
Make sure that the WiFi password change

spill
I'm Nelly wit' them hollows
'round here I let a 'Tip Drill'
Headshot, your funeral won't exist still
He got dropped wit' no service
Dickhead, now

young
They used to call me Larry Son
Where I'm from
They used to call me
Larry's son

This story felt completely unrelated but needs to be stated Why we

your praise like Sunday service
I hope you're ready for the sermon

Before Anything Else, so I call her BAE
She call me Daddy, Happy Father's Day
She got

"Well, when Johnny was first starting out
He was signed to this personal service
Contract, with a big bandleader and as
His career got better