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bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out

certain groups
Because I need to accumulate the votes
To succeed in the race
For the presidency don't get a
Big head please make
Sure that your expectations

specimen
Now please tell us about this debut
Mixtape you have been working on
For some time and has just
Been released to the world
What does the word Snoot

Dass just what rappers do
So now y'all hearing the scoop
No no I don't need no group
Cuz every time I get scouted out they got weirdos all in they coup

I can hear them birds chirping
I can hear them words working
Gotta p for yo b, now I'm serve serving
She need 5 Imma hit her with a 9 cause she fine

what
The fuck a nigga sitting for, you don't even listen, nigga, you go hearing
Music, you put the drop to calendar, you never really
Use it, the right

to save the world truly quite the blessing,now its time for them to shine, each of em doin they own thing but one of em chose to rhyme, he been working

it
At 21, I began working at a group home
Equipped with nothing but arms and a few poems my heart became home to 11 children
Cleaned, clothed, and fed

on
The fact that 
They could never think like me,
Unless they’d thought of me. 

It’s sad for me to listen, but
I understand they hearing me,
It’s less to just

Just love me a lil bit 
Just love me a lil bit 
Just a lil bit... More

Leaning sideways hearing voices
(Hearing voices)
These choices
For the moment

through a fit
YV12 how I'm coming with the whip
Let it Run out, 'nother reason for the pour
Tell her "throw it back" get to working on her core
Taking over

the group texts that I'm on
So be it, so long
I been in this for the long term thrill of the ride
I been witness to the greatness that I'm putting aside
I've

a can of pib working with two face I'm waiting for the man to fizz
Niggas be hating on me Thinking that they any big
It sounds to me like they'd be man

Don't Shoot

Dave East

Kairi Chanel

2016

my neighbors, I was a rough kid
Hearing sirens through my window
Them blue and red lights kept me up at night
I couldn't get enough of life
I seen

know that she working
With the hottest
Out of her city
Then she told her man she searching
For a honest civilian
And then I told her it’s not worth it

Hold all of them missing weapons
You thought I would miss my blessing
The ultimate misdirection ya
Your husband was drug dealer
For 14 years he sold

I ain't saying I'm perfect, been through days of entitlement
Putting purpose over pleasure
We ain't losing we learning
I know for certain I'm worth

when it gets rough
I told y'all on still to lace them boots up
Motivating and still move as a group uh
Young soldier I'm gathering all the troops up
Hold

Don't tell me what you think
about a group of people that you just don't know
We all should have a chance
at working to create a life of our own
We

Then, I began sleeping too much 
Yes, I started losing touch
I began hearing voices and seeing hallucinations 
I began losing all my foundations
10 years

eyes
Oh these are some of the pleasant things I've seen
Strolling through a wheat field on a farm
Sitting by a lake playing guitar
Working all day for

Burry
I’ma get my way this year though
I’ve been in my bag like rest stops
I’ve been in my bag like ziploc
I might make a milli, for real
I put a couple