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mask off take everything front and blow his back off.
Studied in Mr. Miyagi's backyard. I'm talking wax on, wax off a hundred or better on the dashboard.

envisioned a hundred thousand
I'm pushing it to the limit where dreams come to fruition 'til I'm called up by the ultra light beam
That Yeezy mentioned

that's the words that they claim I changed so they change on me kinda of rich but it rains on me
Some days but money means nothing but we're convinced

just copped a whip, explicit
Hey 'lil mama you see me
Lob a hundred faces
I got tunnel vision like the beam on 'em
Blocked up for the mans, I'm finna

black my waves would spin
Better than a day with wind
Got the burnt autumn follicles engraved in chin
My knife-work like Hiroyuki Sakai
Vocals got me all

anyone

Remember the year I stole
Seven hundred dollars from my dad's place
Where family is, heaven is, but
These days I can't be sure if I'm happy

Your inaccessible 
My words are inexpressible
I tried to hit you up
But you are so unimpressible 
I turn my music up a couple hundred decibels

smelly
Got an A plus on my math test
Every day I come to school best dressed
On my tests I get 100 I never guess
And I’ve never lost a game of chess
Yeah

Well, I stop by Dixie's half-a-dozen times a day.
I ain't there for super-duper deals or the famous fried steak.
Dixie's daughter's hotter than a hound

By the fact I'm tryna see how your day went
Please Know I'm Trying Hard And I'm Sorry I'm Not Perfect

I'm not loving today
So I pray for tomorrow, I

fall upon the chosen
And divide the land for gain:
Twelve-hundred-sixty-days;
Israel betrayed ...
As he defiles the sacred temple
And the sanctity

touched the ground, and the goin' it was narrow
Griselda passed him by, and the sportsmen all did holler
?Oh the gray will win the day, and Stewball, he can

Am I making sense? am I making time?
Well I, I put it by
And I can't wait to try
Masquerade!
The world's a stage
A hundred faces for you to play

been feeling like Pacino
Got gold by the kilo 
 
I been whipping Lambo's
Making phone calls 
I just made a call to my road dog 
I been sippin' lean bout

The day just started, I just left Neiman's
Got four black Lambo's, lookin' like demons
I got four red-heads lookin' legions
Forgiato rims, I'm

the stu like all day
Trynna stack the money always
Don't give a fuck bout' what y'all say
I'm in good hands, All State
Shoutout to God, Yahweh
Yeah I know

neck on line

Hanging by a thread they really hung me out to dry

I turned my pain into pleasure turned the flow into  ice

When I said the futures

scanners and presidents
Knowing I'll get this money
By any means it's irrelevant
Know I'll get this paper a felon is in my nature
My mama told me the savior

courtroom singing
Them songs like a bluejay
Said you had me by Saturday
But it's too late, Today is a new day
If you wanna battle with me, got
A knife in my

I'm not impressed by these hoes, these hoes
They come and they go
I took the shit 'cause he slow
Patty cake, patty cake, patty the dope
I'm scraping,

A local rap artist remains behind bars
Charged with drug possession and
Running from police we
Were there, 21 years old Joseph Barnett, who
Goes by

throwing loot at her
All the rappers tryna shoot at her
When she around she don't talk much
6 700 hundred for the mall run
To south coast with her best

drama
Don't go finding a reason, Look
Don't get your ass ran
Over by these gangsters
Snatch your chain and don't give it
Back until you pay us
Bricks

We ain't no ordinary niggas out here baby
We know the key code money, power
Respect if it ain't at least five hundred
Thousand then it ain't a check