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wisely
Instead of playing baby music by The Isley's
He's sharing toothbrushes with a dude named Tyrese
Told when to sit, shit, shower & shave & go to sleep

although i ghat friends like fakers
Shout out to all my enemies na una be my maker

Arrh
Brown new car omor Ekorobat
Chess in my Pocket men ekorobat
And when

went 180
The pain i have felt, I've been dealing with lately
Is making me suffer, I should buy a mercedes
To hide the pain, that was caused by this lady

inside my brain 'if satan has a problem
Even my demons don't like him, so they run to him and knock him out
Rap to rap is in my category to tell
I spread

on the paper (Shit)
Cut the deal if it ain't about no paper
See, this that Butterfly sex, mtshana, this that come up
I got clips that'll make you trip and put

reckless
Opportunities that I'm out here passin
It's time that I just focus on my passion
One of us gotta put down the damn plastics
In order to make it
This

knew I had

Feels like music just started as fun and jokes
But the more I make, I just keep getting more emotional
Life's so short, I understand why my

goals down
Dropped that track
Movin' Up
Let's see who really knows now
Know us by the music and the name
Trippin' on yourself
Trip Trip is the team woah

the door
Into what I have
Gotta love my music stream
Everything I want
Gotta live up my dream
Cause I make it how I want
And I never let it go
The fame made

Still, you'd sell your soul
Just to be heard by another one tonight
So get me out of this hole
Take me to the overground, the true and trite
I'll admit I'm

We in LA, at a homie’s show 
we chillin backstage, met some music kats thats came from out of state 
We talked a lot of shit about a cliche life

Listening to music
In your car without a care
Hoping we could write a song
As good as all the ones that we would hear
And we never had to say a word

the air
Let the music take it
Shake it left to right like as if you trying to break it
The way you rock your hips ain't no lie you speak my language
Before

doing with the music over there and I ain't knocking you but
I feel like you should talk more about yourself
Let the fans know who you are I agree
I feel

he moving funny we make a movie that's LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION
And it ain't safe for niggas
Got someone to count on me forever I don't play with niggas

people died fighting for our language man
While we were fixing what you stopped you went and took our land
And you make us out to be the biggest crook now

of the main issues I had was lack of instrumentals that fit
That's when I met Chris and stopped using downloaded beats
The masses wanted me to make hits
But

what we expose
How much likes inside our posts
Make some music, have some fun
Sell it out and let it sound
To tiny little teenagers
Who will forget about

my structure 
Weave in and out to avoid these suckers  
I've been killing clowns for years 
All music no tears trapped in a room full of beers

Know that I be making all this music
To do what I was born to do
Just make hits
They tripping off me they should get a facelift
Cuz I don't mess around

It started as a love affair
Your diamond eyes and golden hair
Years go by and times have changed
But even now, we feel the same
You were there when I

G
Hot in the kitchen with Harlem heat like Booker T
You're not in our division or weight class, yo you're looking weak
You're out by submission our

happens being here
Surrounded by white folk, you start to wonder why you’d be in there
I’m not racist, I view everyone the same
But I fail to see the rights

Loud music
Drug usage
I think I'll make it out alright

From being just a view
A picture of nightlife

These pictures come and go
Some faster and some