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Champagne in the back I told her don't get trashed in here
She just wanna' vibe and lay back no reclining chair
No what's coming next, hands tied got me

aint changing its crazy

Everything i do is backed by faith
In flame spoken words I'm a renegade
I stay smoking herbs blow it in their face
Elevation

job regardless eat a 
Cock you know what if it wasn't for quotas y'all would be layed
Off can't wait for automation to take over so I get
Cuffed by

rock the booth guarantee that ima make noise

Only f*ck a white b*tch if she rich and she thick
If you aint both of them guarantee u get no  d*ck
I

the shit they brewing
Man I just can't get down
With the shit they doing
Dog im in my own lane
My goals is what I'm pursuing
You can go and do you
I promise

and dominant, bite strong like a loin chin
Can't acquire this
I'm cold no viruses or sinuses
Nigga, my flow monster like leviathan
Put my life in my music, check

don't talk to me

Collect, ain't no disrespect
I need some time away from you to get myself in check
I don't hate you, I can't be with you
It's toxic

the morning
I live by myself but with us it wont be boring, oh
My bad
I ain't even see that nigga you was with
I can't lie
I really thought that he was just

Palumbo, Road House & the album got you by the throat
Over the ropes, choke, no hope
Just toke like a chief does
I been dealing with these childish angry

viking boots, I'm throwing viking spear
To deep you'll think Tom Brady was here
No lie
When I say what I say... girl I say what I mean
That get her soaking

I got them elbows 

I do not miss
Ain’t no stopping me
Call me Jon jones

Can’t nobody 
On the block see me
And errebody knowwwwww
Test me if you want

I was down bad I had to lift it by my damn self
People talked about me but I never had no damn help
Rollin up da runts I gets to blowin like a fan

got a lot of
Whoa - shit
Made her cum three times, got to get up out the door - shit
Oh shit - daddy chill
Now I'm running out her room, wear no sock,

wit it
Upsot off the top 
Just rock wit it
Crock pot off the block
I'm sparking shit
Skin dark as shit
Keep barking at sharks
And your dog get bit
From

the challenges I've been facing
Now I'm out for domination
Do this with no hesitation
This here is a revelation
Can't hold on to expectations
Tell me what's

highness
Oh you grindin on my dick bitch, no I don't like it
I'm so fly by myself I don't think I need a stylist
Thinking I like it, no I don't like it
You

shit be so deep, i swear it's deep like the ocean
I cant even feel my feet, shit be moving slow motion
Told my dawgs time to eat, Ain't no time for

the beat up just a little you know what I'm bouta do
Man you Bishop TD Jakes y'all ain't ever had no Juice
Name steady ringing like a dope trap phone daily
I

in that S-Class (yeah)
Cause i know you like Mercedes (woah)
I know you like to go fast (yeah)
You ain't like these other ladies (no)
Been tryna get

Mistah F.A.b. And my ho wearin' Dwayne Wiggins
I roll by myself, no feds
I told a bitch, "Watch your Studio Ton
It's just Everett & Jones and Chuy

Let The Freedom Reign
I heard the Angels Sang
When I walked into Team Tom Gym
The last time and I did my Thang
They let me in because I Had no tats

you, no attitude, you’re made to get paved
You’re nowhere near as alpha male as you claim
Cause you ain’t real black

Oh I see, so that’s really how you

Wanna slow dance
Hold hands
No friends
More bands and a happy end
Shit i need u by my side like tom and jerry
Can u be my bonnie Clyde when u stargaze

a crook
Take money off the books
Just as long as I'm liked
By a rich man's wife?
OK, hold up i can't rap about doing crime
But if I actually do crime,