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a branch from someone with a strong mind
Lend your hand out, I don't see none
Guess I'm by myself until I see some
Just anything even an opinion
Just to help

album mode,
  Sip this shit its not whiskey, this be jus pepsi, zip yuh lip prissy bitch, yuh too tipsy, just don’t let trip see, typically this’ll lead’

amounts, Still smoking by the ounce.
Still fuck with Dre, I’m gettin head right outside his house.
2020 vision, angel on the grill.
Juiced up to Pac like

beat, pekný text, urobíš kopu lóvov
Manažér je zo mňa šedivý
Mám štyridsať skladieb
Pripravených na album no žiaden
Hit tam nevidí
Mám možno menej fans

just seen the ride now she wanna ride my shit
I just hit and slide i was on my drive by shit
She could feel the vibe even when i lie, honest
I been out

pack that I been smokin' on (Whoa)
I just hit my plug, told him, ""Come back, I'ma need more than one"" (Come on)
Yo' last album was a weed tray, just

to say i made the best Grime albums anymore
the man know that i did

anybody upset can hit my DM’s
i shine through the dark just like 3M
no typo there’s p

output, MC Frontalot wants more
If you deign to hit me back do not neglect the underscore
Hey I've got a thought, we should microblog a song
It's

reports
Abort the mission deported immigrants they be missin'
Spittin' musical medicine listen to their rhythm hit em
And I'm only seventeen
Walk in Time

on my line and they want some
Me and Ben out here like Fanboy and Chum Chum
MTL hit me up told me hop on this track
It was fire it was flame we gon' run

Shameless

Buddy

Harlan & Alondra

2018

question it
We gon' get the album done by the deadline
I'll talk to ya later, over and out brother

it's a sin
And it's the only world I've ever known
Look, if they clutching they chrome
He got hit in his dome
Now he laying six under his stone
And now

Mark my words if you go and get the vaccine sure nothing will happen right now
But they’re plan to kill billions of people by 2030 is in their plan

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

a vision
And hit em
Where it hurts the most
But ain’t nobody know
So we stealing on the low
Make amends and let it go
Ghosts on Broadway been my tone
And I

Hit him hard, swing a left and get him gone (uh)
Pick him up, dust him off, give him so more (uh)
All my opps sick, tired, nervous, and broke

to keep your head up
Arching your back cause gravity really does suck
It's a push and a pull like a tug of a war
Reality hits and your body is sore
But just

was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears
They would have lost it
The seventh album by a
Musician they both revered
First time this planet

from Plato
From now y'all anonymous to me una dey break code
Me I been blessеd by mai ceto
Flows been decent not just rеcent
Boss since y’all was in

side in the snow that's cold shoulder
Leave you in the kitchen leaning mixin syrup and soda
Crew full of niggas who refuse to not meet they quota
Hit chu

cloud
I was 16 knowing I was (Facts)
And I get canceled every day but
I'm still gon' hit the charts (Why)

The armor of God on me
They say they gon' slide

of my family mad 
Would have thought I killed him with my own hands, my bad!
I was by his side in cfrica, the pressure was spectacular 
Evicted from my

off a nerve
Y'all be surprised by the way I observe
Y'all don't believe that I hop in some German engineering
Put it in sport and then swerve
Y'all

bitches in a Tahoe
Would you give it to me, if I needed a liver?
Just a question
I really don't want shit from these niggas
Got me on my Jay-Z
Black Album