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talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you're

on the track for the new song
Album twenty-two can blow up all the year long
College girls can't make me sad
I'm fine by myself, it's not bad
Party up until

dreams dreams dreams dream

She put that booty right on me me me me

She getting moody hit them cheeks cheeks cheeks cheeks


They tell me tone it down I

do I owe you it's alright
From my floor up to the ceiling shit I'm shooting higher heights
I been feeling extra moody cuz I rap this shit at night I

on an adventure through the making of
The album: Cherry Bomb take a seat
And relax

Yo, what up, it's Tyler
And I'm about to show y'all
What really went down when
I

what's good my guy
You know, niggas is poor like wifi
Moody blues, like I'm ore da stand
Spicy girls and she don't need a man
Sticky fingers unzipping my

on
His first album, he sampled some of the
Dialogue in Stanley Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut
And he tells me he got
The inspiration for his hit
Song "Super Rich

Looking like you really ready to lose
Serving them up by the two
Here they pray to the tool
I pray for the fool
All my hundreds are blue
All my bunnies be

plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon

"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural

RPGEP
Reign forever
Put all the coins in the bag
Your album: I heard that it's bad
They know that I'm perfect, at that
Man, I swerve, man, I swerve

don't care bitch I'm about this fucking blue cheese (Yea yea yea)
Baby baby fuck me or fuck off you goofy (Yea yea yea)
I'm being real you acting like I'm

so let me hit it from the back
We two and the same, I need a match, on my shoulders her feet is at
She in love with blue cheese, we inside making

finger looking like po
Were nearing the end of the album
This is it
We boutta hit yall with 3 more hot verses
And then love yis and leave yis
Its been real

friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't

that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album

Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that

When you hear it

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

I take a walk outside
The sunlight hits my eyes I'm blinded by a pretty sight
And now I must confess
I can't forget the feeling when I saw that

I take a walk outside
The sunlight hits my eyes I'm blinded by a pretty sight
And now I must confess
I can't forget the feeling when I saw that

Amiri my jeans the fuck a Ksubi
Walk in the spot my song on repeat
All these drugs got me feeling type moody
Booker he tripping he off of the lean
Bend

Late night laid up, I know you kind of moody
Posted up watching reruns of judge judy
I sent a message said "we could chill and watch a movie"
Got one

this album and find zero fucking flaws
And I kinda feel like Malcolm the way I picked you off
I think we gonna get this three-peat hit the last two with

thumbing blues
I don't do relationships
'Cause what's the benefits
I'll hit a bitch from the back then get rid of it
Spend a lot of cash, make it back like

darkness
But somehow still ooze out confidence, 
Cruise Down with the Moody Blues looking so dominant, 
Uncover anything that ominous 
Replay what you gotta

Written by : Cecilio Joseph 

R.i.p the woo 
Pop smoke , Brooklyn 
Niggas know the vibes wit us 
We ain’t never been them type of niggas to play wit