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stomach
Aye I be rhyming you know I got perfect timing I'm like Nav wit auctions
Aye I'm Huncho, by the way I be rapping you see me with money (Yea)

Shot

the milli
Non stop with killing
If it doesn't make sense then I'm a billy
Goat that's prone to grope dough
And drive by ya city
Throwing money out the roof

man that depends (Depends)
Was it, when my parents called it quits and I was caught up in the mix? (Aye)
I couldn't understand the shit but I guess I

beat up on that pussy like a 808, 08
Man, I pop one too many
Mollys, might just stay awake, awake
Counting up big checks
Finger fucking on the blue

Tom Nook, Tom the raccoon crook
Tom took my pride in swift strides
Right after I sat beside and lied
To a man I felt obligated to confide
All my

on board like it's a surf town
Shorty blew (blue) me so damn good I'm feeling like a Smurf now
Damn
Got me working out the numbers ima get
Like It must be

arms
And love one another
We’ll get there
Even if it’s not in this generation
We gotta keep working to build the foundation

Written By: Angel Hart

©

This pressure been cooking so I'm like a diamond
And Working on lines I been taking my timing
Rapping so fast this Ramadan rhyming
My spirit inspired by

is look
And you already know that your inferior
Go ahead and kiss or slap my posterior
As I'm passing you by
On an endless loop
A roller coaster
Was

Even without a lawyer 
I got so much appeal
Five piece suit 
Feel like a blue-collar job
Way I’ve been workin’ the mill
Blacksheep could’ve been

soaring through the Great Blue
Told the whole crew about you, baby you my boo
Now I gotta hand it off to the crew (aye)
Yeah I'm spinnin' 'round the Eau

outta shape 
I aint even started working my shine

Whats In The Sky?
Is It An Eagle , 
Nah its Sabali In Flight 

Turn The Tables From Impossible Odds

iTunes
That is to say I'd rather spend a day working on my tunes
And marvel simply
I turn my soul to symphony and on a mic
I'm always as vicious as I

bit glory for his vids
Importance slipped through his finger tips at
War with corporate biz
Feeling blue adding orange in it
Knowing in his core he's

Straight off a jet to a check oh my Goodness
So ridiculous, Island on the west coast working on my fitness
Tell me that I do the most now you can't forget

Yeah
Look like I'm single for the Summer, man
My bitch said she ain't wanna build with me
She said, "If you don't like it
Gon' head and leave"

I'm

these pictures and thoughts, by the force of the gods, during psychosis, there's no
Connecting the dots
The skies are blue, don't judge the divine in you,

a man of pale pigment
Shows the cross on my pendent has summoned power from my descendants
I've been recommended by the resented to represent

God's so awesome, He the boss
And working night shifts like the possums
Once a bud, but now I blossomed
Out of the dirt He created Man and the lady came

the milli
Non stop with killing
If it doesn't make sense then I'm a billy
Goat that's prone to grope dough
cnd drive by ya city
Throwing money out the roof

walk in my shoes
Life is a game and ion play by the rules
Aye
Y’all niggas is slaves
Working for yo mans
Y’all niggas is maids
Nigga like me, yeah I

on purple when I'm blue
Don't look like I'm working, but I do
Dreams of baguettes; water bills for the jewels
Diamonds so wet that it look like a pool
And I'm

far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too

To the H-R and slap it
These Louis's I'm wearing
Look made by some cactus
Them niggas, you're round
They look made by some actors

This is London
Let me show