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the pain oooh, to go away
Never seen a day like this
I was like ya, ya, ya
Daddy was home, oooh and gone away
Never seen a day like this
What a fruitful day

homies
I feel like it'd drive home the idea my mind's gone
And 23 years of living and not a speck on the record
But 24 years of living I think I'm ready

That are expected to make an impact once turning pro.

Draped all black from the baseball cap back in the days, baby I’m grown
Tryna reinvigorate my home

lights and flows that I'd go home and write
Focused right, sharp as a Bowie knife
With a record label dream becoming my only goal in life
Envisioned how

sitting on a throne taking
Kanye and Jay home
Just a god looking for a bone
She a dog looking for a bone
And I'm a king looking for a throne
That crown

The Hand Clap

Big Poppa

51/50 Ratchet

2007

haters who wanna jack
(Whooo-Whooo)
Here we go me and my clique
Yeah I'm shining like a light
I get them diamonds on my wrist
Let me get a hand clap,

People just do what that told rn 
But I cannot fit in that mold rn 

I'm bout to get it and go right now 
Like a shirt hangin' I ain't foldin' now 

Keep

ink to the skin
I'm releasing my feelings... You hold yours in
Sorry, don't wanna be around ya
Nothing is new. We all living off nostalgia
I could

lights and flows that I'd go home and write
Focused right, sharp as a Bowie knife
With a record label dream becoming my only goal in life
Envisioned how

swear we got racks tho
We go to Cali to get the la pounds tho
Nigga know I got them rounds tho
If he just play Imma hit him, he a clown tho
Go

workin b
I stay in the kitchen
Everybody know I'm whipping
Yeah I know I got that product
Look how hard that they be fiendin
I just wanna win
So I keep

Off
Ball in my hand, ima get a kick start
Touch down whenever I get a Hit Off
Tell a nigga go hard when he go Home
Pack a Bag when you Done, better Roll

Trade cross-game, we all in, Y’all
Join the team we calling y’all


Locked in the Shardverse, hardverse, stars bursting when I, I invest so much
It’s

feel like for real bitches I gotta present
Chill on my watch but 80 degrees I'm flicking my wrist
Back by in the A in January just to show off my drip

full of money, I'm getting Brink chills
Lately I don't wanna make music less it's a sync deal
The ink spills on this loose leaf paper
I can't hang around

in blood
Instead I'm in black again
Blacking on tracks again (Oh)
Oops I'm alive and well
You rather see me go die on film
Shot by the popo just lying

Punk'd
Y'all are chumps
I'm a champion
Talk all this shit in my songs
Like Mr. Hanky tripping
Off of some Ambien
Told me she wanna come over
I'm home alone

the pistol or the work, I let the 9's go
They wanna see a nigga lose like I'm Mayweather
I seen nigga's serve they mama for the Mozzarella (Yup)
As, as,

Quit before it
Don't even go to work

Fuck the Gilee
I wanna live
We just wanna live
We just wanna live

That's all we wanna, be
That's all we wanna, be

my yard
All their ligaments dispersed and-
Take a level down, how that blade feel in yo' stomach?
"Why the fuck are you so crazy? I just wanna go back

better be careful what you saying and uh. Thought I'd be gone forever home now no friends with me I'm alone now, everywhere I go they think I'm paranoid

playing with me I ain't average
I'm the type to come home with the baggage
Don't compare me to no one who's slacking
Multiplying the threes into Sevens
I

Now I’m back to thinking bout you these days
I wreak of depression girl i need deodorant 
I wanna be cuddled by the pheromones in your room
Know i miss

Buh pls tell em i ain't living ryt now
Whoa
Sometimes life can be change
Sometimes things in the past can be replaced
So why don't wanna go try it yo