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Yeah, these hoes might get naked
Mad at myself, I ain't make it
Baby Keem way too impatient (yeah)
African-Americans, and Blasians
Maybe a little bit Haitian
Baby Keem way too impatient

You lookin' for love, and I'm the one you imagine
With athlete money from just rappin'
My body wrapped in some Valentino, Laurel Piano fashion
Sex with passion, romancin', laughin'
Happiness, action, restaurants, relaxin'
They got some good sushi in Aspen, that good pussy I'm smashin'
I call you Masahisa, yeah I'm your Visa
American Express, I must confess
I'm tryna go beyond love, and this is hard to translate
Love is good, but to me, good is just the enemy of great
You wanna make it to the top, but you don't got what it take
To be a model, actress, singer, stripper
Want me to help you to become a star, you was my sister
You was my soldier, damn, I used to miss ya
I used to love ya, I think to hold ya
You didn't know me, it was only just a mirage

I'm a mirage (fuck I look like?)

Democracy don't abandon
Democracy don't abandon
Democracy for you and me
Can we be free
Can we be free

Find the breeze
On the wagon
Find the breeze
On the wagon
Can we be free

Find the seas
Ask the captain
Can we be free
Find the seas
Ask the captain
Can we be free
Beyond the seas
With the captain
On the seas

Can we be free
Can we be free
Global peace
Global expansion
Can we be free
Global peace
Global expansion
Global peace
Global expansion
Global peace
Global expansion
Can we be free

Liberty we can imagine
Can we be free
Liberty we can imagine
Liberty we can imagine
Can we be free
Liberty for you and me
Can we be free

Great Aunt Louise
Will ski in Aspen
Great Aunt Louise
Will ski in Aspen
Can we be free
Great Aunt Louise
Will ski in Aspen
In heaven in Aspen
Can we be free

Can we be an American
Can we be an American
Can we be free
Can we be an American
Can we be peaceful Americans
Can we be free
Can we be free

Democracy
Don't abandon
Democracy
Don't abandon
Democracy
Don't abandon
Democracy for you and me
Can we be free

It's freedom
It's up to you
Can we be free
It's freedom
It's up to you
Can we be free
It's freedom
It's up to you
Can we be free
It's freedom
It's up to you
Can we be free
It's freedom
It's up to you
It's freedom
It's up to you

Democracy
Don't abandon
Democracy
Don't abandon
Can we be free
Democracy for you and me
Can we be free
It's freedom
It's up to you
Can we be free
It's up to you

He helped with that song
They made the Origins of j Becker a reality
Nico, Shout out to you bro. you're my Frank Ocean
I should also prolly shout out aspen
Let's meet up sometime
Finally, I gotta shout out Brooklyn
You know who you are. Shout out to you girl
And I guess that's it
That's all I wrote
I was gonna bring in another brother on this track but I think that's it
LET'S GO
I FINALLY GOT THIS SHIT OUT
J BECKER NUMBER 1 LET'S GET THIS SHIT
ITS BEEN MY DREAM SINCE DAY ONE
J DOT B OUT
PEACE

The world is yours sometimes I still dream about bad bitches and a Porsche

This shit tatted on my chest slimane The world is yours
I can't wait until I touch a m and rock out shit on tours
I bet you fuck the hoe good and do her wrong she love you more
I know that shit backwards fuck her raw the bitch going go to war
I ain't got no opps don't beef with niggas so how you up a score
These niggas lame and poor
Can't shop in store
Man that shit a bore

Sometimes I still dream about bad bitches and Porsche
Bitch I'm high and I'm fly I'm number 1 lil nigga that shit by force
Bitch I'm balling in my own league slimane don't fuck with sports
Might be done with my old bitch put a stick in shit like folks
Lame ass niggas judging me like courts I swear these niggas dorks
Might take this Glock and turn you to a corpse
He made the news report
Shoutout Andrew for the Ricky shorts
Bitch I'm plugged in to the source

Bitch I'm plugged in to this fashion
Bitch this shìt here ain't no acting
When I'm mad thousand on a jacket
Goddamn these niggas taxing
I put it on it's really out your bracket
I'm rocking all black magic
Show me some lil nigga
Show me that you dripping
Yeen even matching
Tryna Rob my drip like baskin
He a pain in the ass like aspirin
Might buy me a crib in aspen
Get gone on a bitch what happened
I'm rocking so much European drip I talk with an accent (bonjour)

Beauty on my bitch like pageants
Give a fuck about a hoe I pass it
American muscle SRT I'm dodged hoes this shit is a talent
My bit she bad and she ratchet
A Boujie ass bitch hell nah can't imagine
Drop the hoe quick lil shawty get on
What the fuck is you on
Lil bitch you a bad habit

Give a fuck about the cost just bag it
These nigga lost in the sauce got stagnant
These niggas cap for the app they drag it
That shit is so lame y'all niggas can have it
Ian worried bout shit or bitch
I might throw a fit
I'm tryna get rich
On god I'm so sick
I'm chasing these M's till I die in this bitch
Slimane

I ain’t going to lie I swear to god this tunnel is looking dark but at the end I see the light
Stomach growling with the bills piling up i ain't know how i was going to do it
In the rain with a mountain in my way i aint know how i was going to move it
I was going thru it i was i was going thru it
When i look back on them days of my life i pray that you never go thru it
They say good things come to people who wait
But my patience left like a hospital release
Homemade pizza white bread with american cheese
Look at the bright side I'm alive and breathing
Minimum monthly payments is how i get by and now they wanting more
A little cash here and there family first i gotta carry them
Put this on my brother's books man like a librarian
No hot water till Monday its Friday interview in a few buck fifty on the metro
Gotta make my way
Double coats in the winter my little dollars people had their cups in my face
That's why i take this forty ounce and blunts to my face
Drive to strong you wanna see me crash believe me
It took more of a toll on me i never had an easy pass
Stomach growling with the bills piling up i ain't know how i was going to do it
In the rain with a mountain in my way i aint know how i was going to move it
I was going thru it i was i was going thru it
When i look back on them days of my life i pray that you never go thru it
I hustle by any means with nothing to show shit pathetic
Never ask for handouts shit is fake must be prosthetic
I haven’t made my bed why would you lie to me
I need to handle my wheel I'm the only thing that’s driving me
Can’t trust nothing fuck the car we in who would ride with me
You know I can be a fucking asshole you seen this side of me
Credit cards these hoes gotta go i should of dead that
I must of been crip so used to ignoring the red flags
I struggled all my life nine to five working for crackers
So they vacay in Aspen bad friends
When the last time i ate two days ago
I had to make sure the family got some cold cuts and their cable show
Stomach growling with the bills piling up i ain't know how i was going to do it
In the rain with a mountain in my way i aint know how i was going to move it
I was going thru it i was i was going thru it
When i look back on them days of my life i pray that you never go thru it
Stomach growling with the bills piling up i ain't know how i was going to do it
In the rain with a mountain in my way i aint know how i was going to move it
I was going thru it i was i was going thru it
When i look back on them days of my life i pray that you never go thru it
Pray for me