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through pain and hustle trynna find my inner self
Ain't easy feel surrounded by devils like I live in hell
Gotta get rich at all cost
Can't stay poor cos

dropping hits, you buy it for proof
Cancel your plans, my show is the move
My album has come, it's long overdue
Guitar on my beats, I'm singing my blues
Sing

Labels, special in the charts
Hard, staying with me
And by the way, I didn't say yes, I said maybe
So crazy, out my brain like my name Stacy
Bee married me,

brotherhood)
Weather you are in the states
I don't see a Nigerian, I see an African
I don't see a New Yorker, I see an African
So by keeping the African identity

I’m off and running like the chase is on (On)
Make an album faster than they make a song (Song)
Got so many hits it’s like I’m playing Pong (I ping)
All

gaining on us, so I had to think fast
“Kegel, let’s go up to the…uh”, I hit a bramble and I stumbled
And I tried to catch myself, but the stumble turned

Fuck what a bitch nigga think you gotta deal with that
Go buy a dress
Trill ain't never sold my soul I can live with that
All by myself
The highest light

round
Followed by a compilation of her sucking dick
And if she'd say she loved me
I would give her everything
But I don't really know her past
Or like

competition I'd grab a hold of my belt
I spit a bar like I'm Kendrick then hold a note like Adele
So why not treat the top like homecoming and go by myself
I

of my life passing by with no rhyme or reason behind why I don't try
But if I'm gonna be the best dead or alive then I'll find out a way to escape

second is getting tougher
And not to mention the music
This album is never coming
I keep on doing these features
But solo tracks are amounting
I'm running

I've been slipping
I feel like I lost ambition
Losing focus, I stopped listening
Everybody sound like politicians, mind by business
This spliff is mine

shit on my own 
Picture me fake, picture me snake
Picture me smoking a wood by the lake
Picture me not being one of the greats
Picture me not saying fuck

that man I get to the bag
But that nigga Shadow...
He hit me up...
He said Dub man lets
Gon head and drop this tape on em...
I said shit lets get to it

appearance
But it's a fact that wit a beard people take you more serious
Fuck my bitch then i hit her wit the Rick Ross uh
Aye dawg u ain't gotta front stop

was propositioned by my opposition
To dial it back they don't like competition
As if I took away they pot to piss in
Like they albums I forgot to listen

to the beat move your feet get rhythm
Squares to a prism what's a diamond to an album
I can see em hiding' so I go & get em
Coach said "get em' & I told coach

written by Tarantino
I'm blowing up the music and the movie scene like I'm Childish Gambino
Carhartt jacket weighing heavy on my shoulders
Fuck the weight

Barbarian bars, leavin' caesarean scars
All these wack ass albums
They comparing to ours
Statik and Ran, im just a savage with grams
We hit the block hard

and his collaborations with other artists. He has released several successful albums and has had numerous hits on the Billboard charts.

Benjamin Franklin

da either issues or everybody pissed at me,
..I
  Pull up in a van, no mystery’ I’m so hot I hit a histamine,
  Prolly wouldn’t wanna roll up on yuh

that 
Different now 
By the way I move 
Money power 
I will not lose 
Times change 
When it's time to grow 
Sending shots 
I'll chanllege those 
Much

spit like this
Learned to move in silence
Don't need witnesses
I'm with the shits
Mind your own business then
A gifted kid
Just by the way that I do it

piece
I saw so many man act brave
For attention, they only ever get in the grave
And i tried to see things their ways
But in vain, I was blinded by how i