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Class of 88 

My daddy loved me
But he barely hugged me
In the days of Kswiss & Bennton rugbies
Crack era was ugly
But still fresh as a muthafucka

everything
Cash rules everything
Around me
Keep that same energy
Look
Aye
Wu-Tang want the money
Blue face big hunnits
As the old saying go ice cream man got

forever’s how I’m supposed to feel
Know your homie mixtape ‘bout a thousand lies
We all are right, my type, I like abiding by
All the ice, fought it off, let

seething no deceiving, heathens plain as day
Sharing plates, barely eating
Thinking back on trips to beaches
With a girl, often leeching off me make me sick

4 quarter down, two low clock
Buzz like a robot, no shock
Face in her pussy then lip lock
Good kush by the ziplock
Every time I drop it's a good day

the seats are made out of ice
The real ones know I got the flow
I'm with the men and the mice
Powderpuff Girls on the track
I got the sugar and spice
And if

probably got my nut still on lips
So much ice in my watch
I'm not feeling my wrist
Don't care if you clap and
You filling them clips
Get a slug in your hat

didn't invest
We both got ice n' cars but I ain't in debt
A lot of vets need a give rhyming a rest
Y'all sound like has-beens
N' I ain't impressed i'm

when I'm suddenly getting inspired it's like when I'm printing a fax comin' in
And album mode is like syncing the data by thinking of raps mumblin'

follow it
Drop out
Piece of shit
Got a plan can't follow it
I can't hate you more than I already hate myself
Woke up like
Its another fuckin day in hell

didn't invest
We both got ice n' cars but I ain't in debt
A lot of vets need a give rhyming a rest
Y'all sound like has-beens
N' I ain't impressed i'm

laid, bitch
She suck me way too good
I finna bust on her like first aid
First mixtape on Soundcloud, got hella hit's
First album got paid that nigga

And them scriptures start to manifest

Call this album 40, cause previously it means to stand the test
Every time I look at my family, I'm like, man, I'm

fools that I used to see.
No more clues that I had to deal with,
And good news:
I dropped an album that made me whole,
And it just was cool,
But little

obsessive about your notes Because your writing is pretty awesome and I respect that in so many ways and I'm so awed by it and people don't understand that

Call it exposure therapy
Introducing my ways
Bringing forward my waves
Let's explore the caves (where I'm)
Writing rhymes all-day
Worried 'bout all

My wrist gon be so froze that's it's goin numb
While I'm going dumb
Every album I want to be number one
Is that selfish, Might be
But I'm talking bout

an album on the way
Winner mentality, nobody hard as me
Bullshit beneath me, they lookin up to me
Heart on ice but I Rod my own Wave
Time is ticking pressure

Don't fw no gold cause the shit look like piss
You copped that fake ice, I seen it on wish
Hoes come in pair by the two and it's lit
Put down the ball

on the album
To leaders upbringing and ultimately life's outcome assassinated for peacekeeping
And piece keeping by locking arms and bearing arms fought for

Are you ever just like
In a mood where you just dance and sing by yourself
With no one watching
Don’t lie, everyone does it
It’s fun isn’t it
Yeah
I

favorite album
Start to finish 
Let it play
Somewhere in the sand by the ocean I would lay
Its the day I'm born 
I ain't coming back today

Up at twelve am

Smino noir
Album sound like watchin' Martin, thinkin' Trayvon
New ice skates on, Smino noir
My shit timeless like great wine, heard through the Bape

still trying to drop three albums by Labor Day, motherfucker

Saturday morning cartoons
Filling up a medical balloon with some hot sauce
Goddamn, I saw