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Falls man, I miss you
Ridin' the "Maid of The Mist" through the freezing water as it hits you
I miss the lakeshore, gazing at aurora lights
Talking with

My wrist gon be so froze that's it's goin numb
While I'm going dumb
Every album I want to be number one
Is that selfish, Might be
But I'm talking bout

when
Albums drop
Champagne pop, molly pop ,her body rock on my cock
She's my queen and I'm her king
Do my thing
Acid trips, enlightenment
Heightened

at Jacob's home because he was so close to us
He showed me my first rap albums, Speakerboxx, Stankonia
And when we stayed at Luis's, it was N six four

I hope its a big Check

Everything is on me, Its for free
Kofi K its me

First Album Dreams = Reality

Nigga call it what u want 
No help for my

the greatness of success
I've been depressed
I live with it
Comin' back and I feel with it
What's an album? I'm done with it
Just afraid to see it fly by
Think

elevator pitch
O2 smooth in my lungs like swish
No Juul but this sponge might hit
No clue what a lunchtime is so I'm hippo hungry
Hypo's love me
I don't want

I had to drop 12 mixtapes, a bunch of singles and a couple EPs before I made my debut album
I would say that I was afraid of the outcome
But I always

Simpson
Luca Brasi with your hand out, Doc Dre with my whereabouts
They waitin' for an album, me, I cannot take a fast route
Fuck what the hood like

finessed a painting and my rent paid
Fuck getting by
Got less time for getting high
These hoes ain't on hourly
These ain't allowed to be
Small circle still

rapping is ass
Shit I don't need a courteous pass To be that rash
 I never thought the USA could BE this mad
Judging by the people that they're putting up

flow is super efficient
Your hoe is soon to be missin'
My future soon to be written, I pop like prescription
I rap like addiction
Set off to make hits

Blood Pressure

The LOX

We Are the Streets

2000

in a sticky green drop
Hop out
Let off fifty-three shots
Wouldn't care if I hit fifty-three cops
Giuliani might as well be merkin' niggas
'Cause

Infamous Minded

Big Noyd

H.N.I.C. [Clean]

2000

I'm pulling out my torch
I'm gonn hit somethin', Whatever
Slugs through your avirex leather
I close one lid
So I could aim a little better
I stop firing

were you from its were you at
They'll never see you coming
I was told by Towdee Mac
I hit the floor running like a jumbo jet
Diddy dancing enhancing my

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
I go by the name of Eldee the don
And I just wanna say thank you for buying the album
For supporting me through my

head out the grass, then we yanked him
Can't hit this one on the head, so we flanked him
If they don't give me respect, then I make em
Woah, that's just

songs
Be talkin' on the gram And I would kill a nigga

Well, just to have a real dad I go by MILO, I hit a nigga
In the back, the hoe a pimp Witness

check the tally a negative sum

Yeah I do this shit without breaking a sweat

Parlay ya album let’s make it bet

Divy ya music and add up the odds 

For

moves on, we’ll see
Who can survive
Just like the rule of three
Things come in succession 
That is the lesson
So if I drop a song or album
Just know

feel
Lil Macs still wonder how a classic feel

I been moving up the ranks like an Alpha male
Albums brought me to the Bank that's without the deal
Told

straight
Said I wasn't on my grind, must have been a deep fake
One day I'ma have it all for mastering this wordplay
Tryna play my album, but ain't no smoking

myself in time to Get off the bench
Fuk what u Calling a diss  
All them shots are a miss
No longer yall come with hits
So yall hop on each other's dick

traps cause i done seen how much they grab just by tapping on that phone you see how much these niggas brag 

We really made an ocean album off a fucking