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no rizz
I just know what I want, people fake in this biz
Who am I?
Just a guy representing for his
Still niggas gon hate but it is what it is, my God

I ever had
Majored in computer science, gon make sure it's available, by myself bring that shit back
And then can I promise these niggas gon see that

evidence
More than merely evident 
When I roll by
Baby you can smell me a mile away
And when I step in the room
Them people hating putting smiles away
I live

and fight
Feel like I'm in a ring
Always gotta attitude
About the smallest things
Treat me like your enemy
I thought was a team
I cant deal
I can't deal wit

tuition
Nah homie you mid-grad, institutions don’t do that
Sobs stories go nowhere less you pale framed with blonde hair
And a famous dad in the oil biz

on the stage
Chantin' my name and screamin'
"If you saw what
I did that day in Brookmill Park"
But it's fine, I'll affirm it (Affirm)
Fuck this music biz
Fill up

mail on my neck
Got a vest on my chest
Guarded by His righteousness
Strap check belt check
Shield of Faith right on my left
With the Chief I walk in

impossible long as I got Christ all up in my Biz
Buh charley you sick
I'm over lit
Amma preach Christ and still be the ish
Being a krife doesn't mean you

the vapors
They mark E's moves, stay out my biz
He say, she say, doubts and shit
Power in the tongue, faded out by licks
Rolling with punches, they out for

damn near ball out in tears cause I was left behind by a few peers
Now they the same ones givin' me cheers, come around like they don't know what it is

take it personal
Cuz when you pick up I know we finna get surgical
I keep it straight up witchya I keep it vertical.

Time flies by when you're living in

biz
Work 
Holy Ground up in this 
I'm bout that action put me in coach 
When my Jesus touchdown I'll be dancing in the endzone 
Turning off Dat Bla Bla

motherfucking ass
Ok, ok, ok, fuck
Gotta say I'm grateful to the one above all
Yeah, to the one that move the world
Cause, wake up to a good day
Sun is shining in

Release

Seeed

Music Monks

2003

In the seeds we sow by singin' dis tune
Is the cure an the healing, we treat bad feelings 'cause
You feel the pressure when you workin' from nine

That the bottom half of his face half-grown a beard
 
Really
Come in he said
It's cooler in here
Take a pew
He laughed
His moustache was stained brown by

to handle my biz
I'm always on go plus I roll with the click
I stroll with the pole when I'm hitting the strip
I walk with a bop they may call me a pimp
She

All I Think About

Bad Meets Evil

Southpaw [Music from and Inspired by the Motion Picture]

2015

on you
I'm the realist in the biz, how you livin'?
'Cause you can get it how you live
And while you livid, I'm a say my pull out game is so real
I still

I told her I can't wait I ain't Drake that ain't this
I been off this drink been seeing purple in my piss
I was moving bags in school they called

on the scene glitter on they faces
Dick in ass on them bottoms takin' over places
Niggas ain't playin' games nah this serious biz
Pride in the ass nigga that's

love you when you at the funeral
Fuck all that talking I don't wanna speak at all yeah
I had to get me a cheque
And I did it by my lonely did it by my

and have your body buried deep at the beach
Lay low in Cape May, buck wild in A.C
Had to transition who I roll with, like my motor oil
Broke niggas never

Truth gotta thrive let it vent
No matter how you cook up the lies
I shook off the blind fold
Now I'm seeing through the crook in disguise
DAM! in

character, go anywhere with that/

Start thinking about myself, won't think about no one else/
When that casket close and drop, gotta sleep in it by myself/

skintone supreme
Bars are set high when you rock with Elohim
Get out my biz let me live
Legacy status Madame showbiz
I make my presence known like the first