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and stare
Look at my IG, I'm everywhere
That and they just be liking me cause they know I'm the guy, guy
Blowing this tree put it in the air like wifi
to come home

Moonlight in the Holy City
So thick it warms the air
Burned my heart on a sweet southern flame
Like a hug from your mama saying it will
Yo turn this shit up
Its my master plan
Want to drink from Gs' cup
Ill get you sipping like a cannabis plant
Yea I'm generous man
Be it spam
me your "bruh"
Please stop rapping, you sound like Donald Duck
Your really calling me by my race, you gotta be dumb (really dumb)
Yeah, y'all need
heart sing
Sing a lullaby-like, my mama used to calm me

Help me, blinded by society upon me
Cus mama I'm a kid, I don't understand adulting
Just let me
I'm just careful cuz I cannot repay
I've had my heart lust and then it was hit like a robbery
By their little lures, baby

Truthfully, baby, if we must,
Africa
Style is always fresh
Because I flip it like the a spatula
Whisk the whip
Lay it flat just like a Persian rug
All up in the mountains getting
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
pulled himself upon the back of the horse they called the Brute
Sat like he was born there in his continental suit

The Brute's hind end was in the air
cause just done shoved her
If fame is game then I'm Donald Glover
Running the scene no legs like Oscar
They slamming the door so I pull my chopper
After
around
Oh Mr. just look up
And you will, you will see it comin' down

Excuse me Mr.
But I'm a, I'm a mister too
And you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like
Black science at the seance
My head begins to spin
The moon comes down
The air gets thick
Some drown and some start to swim

Caught by the current
shouldn't eat meat
They have a final solution
Just like Hitler's Jew shit
They wanna kill everyone that's not a pussy

1939 ronald McDonald tells children:
but after days reappeared
Jesus Christ anointed one ascended in the air
Or you can say the air where the Father made Him heir
Of all things the throne
there
(Feels like you're gonna drown)

Just another lovesong ain't reachin' out no one's there
(Ain't no big thing)
Once you got the feelin', make
the fam I fire no question
Like Apprentice, fuck that Donald that's word on dead presidents
Never talk about what I don't know I learned them lessons quick
on you hoes
Like Mexico and Donald Trump
Getting checks, I like to
Flex, we flippin' packs, we pipe it up
Oriental, 'round the world, Singapore
I'm eating
and then I told myself to stand tall
I was like, excuse me, what did you just say to me, the world

I'll never ever be a bitch, boy
I watched one by one
Uh-huh
Yo, turn my voice up
Right here?

Why I treat my brother like he ain't my only brother?
Why I gotta treat my manager like I'm above her?
beat the game like a black cop
Packs I been flippin' like this shit, McDonald's
I only fuck women who I know are models
I blow out her back, she don't
asleep
To believe in the dream in the first place, sheep
They treat us like livestock, feeding us the peasant food
That's why I drive by, because I don't
never pretty
Close calls that’s jail visits
Only there cause you fit the description
You look just like that dude
You’ll never be too good for anyone
That
much drip, Too much sauce
I feel like a boss, Yea i feel like the shit
I might take model, Scvrr pour up the bottle
I just might take a lil sip
I’I smoke
Rain god 
This earth 

Leaders of this forsaken land
No longer have the legs to stand
Driven by greed monetary 
They die just like the rest of us

Rain

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