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on
Play the album zion
By kayban let the dance on
Fell a couple of times
On my fucking way up
Still i never give up
On my dreams no fucking up
The beat drop

make me question my stability 
made an album only to confirm of my fragility 
That was last year but now I'm testing durability 
Bring the noise I'll

your bodies drop when I drop me an album
Grateful to Ben and I'm grateful to God
Grateful to Timmy that boy Ifidon
Look how he speak and then look how he

Frank Sinatra
Jak nagram czuję chłód smaga mi plecy
Myślę chłodno znów narzucam sobie reżim
Jak Stalin trzeba być zimniejszym od stali
Bo tu każdy mały

growth)
Exes throw shade in return get exposed
(I'ma keep it g real, I don't fucc with you Cuzz you disrespecting me
You disrespecting my hood, by telling

I'm tired of being patient
I earned it, this my instatement
This the return, there's no more waiting
Ride these flows just like I'm skating
Sauce

albums
Underrated like Don Cheadle it's
Don P though classical like Sinatra and
Hendrix we're endless
Black mafia hit's that Mobb Deep shit
Gets deeper

franks
Free beats you tripping now you niggas gonna walk the plank
They run they're mouth give it up twist like spinal bifida
No Shape No Form is banging'

leavin' my friend group
Smokin', drinkin' with them dudes
Oh no, we are not ready for that
We got pizza by the slice, big ol' shoutout to "Frank

of the week
Return of the raw
Stereo vibrating into the floor
Fall from the ceiling
The walls started breathing
The audience roars
Enraged with applause
Taking

(For real, let shmoney cook)
And it's alive bitch, like why the fuck would I stay fine
Screws in my brain like I'm motherfuckin' Frank Stein
Alive

I
I
I go
Straight to the source
Fuck a middle man
Want it all
Ain’t no settling
Rakim with the master plan
Money come in bulk
Like petroleum
Watch me

the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no longer here
And sometime far away from when I recorded this

Muthafucka'
But no pop

This ain't no copycat posse trap cookie cutter poppy rap
This shits for rockin while your clockin cash in a hockey mask
I walk the path

at the bar
Vibe to Frank Ocean who's touched my heart
Groove to the likes of Duckwrth and Saba
Playing guitar since I was 9
Half a year later a saxophones mine

about no damn grades
Ain't gotta write no more essays
Got my boys on my side to accommodate
Make sure you got friends you can tolerate
Hug your mom, kiss

I'm tryna get paid
Fuck it I don't need a break
And no I Can't fuck with no minimum wage
I see what you doin my Nigga no trippin for real let's call it

it, too old to be a Prodigy 
The fact is just wreaking Havoc on me but no apologies 

I mean fuck it I'm better now, “How?”
Wrote like three albums in

me 
I keep on losing my mind and I I keep on fighting myself oh
No day dey go by wey I no dey tell you 
Say na you wey I love 
Make you no dey worry

and the people don’t wanna have it 
Blind sighted, by life and the clowns that live in it 
Guys that be acting fool, and picking at all the little bits
No

Im the example of when you work hard
And that shit really pay off
Dedicated to my craft
I didn't take a day off yeah
Now I'm noticed by the big names

bitch I'm a mobster
I'm Frank Sinatra meets Silkk the Shocker

I make 'em say uh, Whodi what's up?
Na-na na-na, I'm still not done not giving fucks
D.F.Y.

and gentlemen please stay in your seats
If you're interested I'll show you the feats
Of the greatest alive on the streets
I'm inspired by what I perceive
I'm

of focus
Making me cynical, I ain't trynna lie
Took me to the point of no return I passed mortified
Crossed the line, no use in wasting time
Cuz peace be