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What about one plus one
Jamais de fumer sans feu
Jt'au volant d'un album number on
Jamais de fumer sans beuh
J'arrete si j'le veux pis i stop if i

and blue-r, underneath horse manur-er
C. Delores T., Screw her, I never knew her
I'm good, like milk mixed with calugha
Intimidated by the songs I made (why?!)

I'm some sorry for the weight shit, My album done bitch should of dropped
Mixtape done shoulda dropped, really I was dealing with some problems
Tryna

And running away from my past
Lambos
Jaguars
Nascars
Private jets
Fast life
Pesos
Swiss francs
Euros
Pounds
That’s cash life
Big emblem Benz
Filled by me

know we moving miles
Tattered on my wrist
It's more than just a style
I'm living by the truth
I don't listen to their mouths
Buckle up
It's about to go

(Okay)

Said he gon' beat me up so that shit hyped me
Pull up with ruger it's wrapped up in seaweed
Green bean like wasabi that mac roll was spicy
Slurping

put his ashes in my pen
I'll make sure my next album your rap
Name and chart higher than you kid
Mr blue Jean Face, corduroy, overalls
Hunter green

thought you'd say it
Drop a new album just for you to hear it
You like to play me like a game
But this game you play will end today
Blonde hair
Green eyes

play then you lay
You don't wanna do that
Whole year I was dropping
Now I'm running it back
One album ten singles
All riddled with facts
I was buying up

Adversity never went against a nigga this stout
I'm back 3 albums deep but I'm the same to the core
I'm fueled by the same pain and the anger from before
But

hop on the boat
Bo Jackson when I hop on the field
Y’all should just really leave it to pros
Pros and cons when I snap on these albums
Best believe I

bars houston 
Cousin got cap on
Wilson got players 
An Thomas I stand on
What's to the ducks sittin 
Floating like go long
Organic eats heavy 
Greens

making money trees, Pockets forever green
Pot's sizzling, I just put more in it
Cover on top, pot's warm

No need to (gang shit)
No need to stir
Stir
Stir

out here in my dojo, I know how to add kicks
I made my whole album solo, y'all can't call me average
I'm always on the go-go, y'all can't grasp this

quarter-ounce
Now I sell it by-the-o, if not tell them bounce
I'm smoking moon rocks with a new thot,
And she likes me- said she boombox
When I fuckin' bang it,

damage
Neck is covered in diamonds, got the green paper like some cabbage
Lil' brother moves so silent, you don't wanna mess with a savage
Ratchet, boujee,

like smoke in chest, laugh in jest,
Till' hearts arrest, coughing me's a bad sign
Skip my album, then you outlined in chalk
When you run, you walk, if

you get it
What competition to relish the competitions my relish
I eat them with my side of greens
cnyhow any means
Many things to oversee I oversee

much time hoping
Sitting waiting wishing, guided by our intuition
c population on a tight leash, looking forward to the end of the mission 
So let me

Blowin' up in my city, everybody swearin' they seein' things
New tint on my window,  guess that explains why I'm seein' green
When I drop this album, jaws

to the paper like my first name is Mario
Ass so fat, had to squeeze that shit like a squeegee
I'm rockin' all green in the cut like Luigi
Got a M on my hat, we

gettin pussy.
Ladies gettin better by the minute.
Better make me Player one cause you now imma win it.
I get it.
I got a green eye for a pint of Guiness.

you running

You ain't gonna get very far
Bitch, I'mma run you over in my $20 supercar
Rapist Alien is the best album by far
Millennium

Millennium

Al Green melodies for times that we need hope
Eb & Ivory mags and wine bottles on the table
Broken down caddies parked on the side, 'til they repo