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One Time For The Famo
Freestyle Sessions
Just to open your mind or something you know
The album coming
These girls throw pussy like a food fight
You

the fuck you say you love me if I'm knowing you a hoe
I done seen a nigga drop his own mans for some dope
God is good, I don't know where I would be without

home
Cold outside as if is Moscow 
Wrote my album and then left home 
Now I'm dreaming into uni 
Perplexed thinking how Imma do this 
All goals complex

twenty-one"

[Verse 5]
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days

a bunch of junk that never took off
Maybe it's for the best
My pops said it best
He said it's blending in with all the rest
Time moves by and my corpse will

much about it,
but I was good at it,
The cops they never heard about it,
I had a few friends who broke up over ends,
Man its funny how that shit just

Them big B's head so good
Almost said some shit I didn't mean
Punched a hunnid 12 Pros
Damn near the Max Man if I could
I'll throw yo album in the trash

Fuck you lady, we only act upon experience that we hated
Maybe Trump is a good guy, it’s all act
Maybe Bill Cosby wasn’t involved with none of that
Maybe

me
I'm so fucking good I'm fine and dandy going off on tangents
All the shit up in my head is all some shit you couldn't manage
Management told me that

situations like Hibachi in Huaraches
Throw out my block heat, episodes I saw good times
Then I turned into Happy Days for all the Chachis who tried to block

I knew she wanna fuck me
By the way she went to touch me
Yeah she from Long Buckby
But for the night she staying in Rugby
I had it in the bag until

fugazy yo
The first time I heard rap I was so gassed
Cause back then
You could make an album with no cash
But nowadays everybody is so cool
You got niggas

milly 
Her hands in my pants she tryna free willie 
So I said let's make a movie she say you so  silly
I be rapping good smoke baby lil silky 
Brothers

Hey
Yes
One time, right
Hey, leave me alone
Ain't in a talkative mood right now
Forget that spread peace shh
I wanna act a fool right now
Hot head

round rap
It's time for the talons
We in need of balance
That's why I'm screaming black thoughts at white crowds like Fallon
Nigga
I'm a monster
I'ma keep

an "Encore". Here's a standing ovation.

To me you are the "Greatest".
You do more than the Jays and Waynes did.
Whenever there's rumours your albums coming,
I

I was born a complex kid

Ahead of the pack I been leadin em Alpha's a title I bleed for em
One day I'll sell all my albums on vinyl then sleep to em

cap
Me and young shadow go back
Let me shed a lil light on these facts
I wasn't impressed by yo raps
I resonated witcho soul
This nigga had a heart gold

I grind grind grind
And I won't accept just good enough
Workin everyday now I'm getting this bread
And if you hate on me I will leave you on read

Than you escape  life’s finally good 
Than your like holyshit I’m 2 years from adult hood 
The fear and pressure pulls you in like a cult would 
I know I

to put my shit on iTunes
People say take it day by day but that's just how time moves
I'm a cracker in the ritz like a cracker
Quit the chatter you ain't

and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So

and my niggas starvin'
I sic 'em, they biting, no time for no barking
Gotta feed my only son, gotta feed my lil' daughter
She cherish everything that I

Yeah, this is me Speeder Razor
Yeah, I was born and raised in Zastron,
That’s the name of the album too, huh
Yeah, I will never forget where I come