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And that's number five
The luck
'Right place, right time'
'It's not what you know, it's who you know'
You've heard it all before
Could be the best in the world

And studio time make an album called grind
And then sit back and stack up a milli and shine
Make some out on the road and the hits come in fast
But always be

thinking pro is a chump
I would be in another country by the time they notice you slumped
Escape like asada jakes stopping noda
Spirit of malcolm with a face

don’t have
Working young at BK, greasy uniform and hat
Hustlin for low wages, making whoppers in the back
Take what my boss makes divide it by 5, cut that

fucking idea
I really don't know
You know?
Yeah
I made this for y'all
I love you
Yeah

track of the days gone by 
Lockdown claimed lives so I gotta go and make up for lost time and make the most mine
All the time in my house 
Had me

kill yah
In the cease of brilliant
My recipe resultant
Come release my pillage
Come in peace she pregnant
By the rich of peasant
Jump in deep depression

gone start the revolution
Talking to my brother bout
Albums you ain’t heard
Got my heart in my hand since you
Left in the dirt, got my phone on
Lock, you

I do
Yeah, they all told me not to choose you
But by then, you already had the title
And this will sound a little unusual
But I kind of see you as my

Do I Do

Ken Arlen

Jazz Soul Tribute to Stevie Wonder

2001

When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,

pull a damn anorexic bitch in a tug o' war
But then I made enough money for me to fund a tour
Now the ladies show me the goodies under their Wonderbra

to state the fact
That I know when I need some help just so my bills can stay on track
Give me a chance to prove I'm worth it one day I'll pay it all back in

actually do
And judgin' by the people that
Are settin all the standards
All of us go outta style too oh Lordy Loo
I swear to christ I'm sure
To screw

Yes my bitch look like Sanaa Lath yuh
Hit up Supreme and I buy away yuh
Moonrock I smoke in the hide away yuh
(That is a fact)
I get an 8th of shrooms

stability
What good is all my talent
Speaking my truth and humility
If I don't see the spoils of the shit
I've done in this industry

Now I'm thirty-two

rollin' them eyes and my major album is not even out yet
You bout to get fed in the bowl
Cause all you mother fuckers are just a house pet
I'm smackin'

Holla back

Hey yo this album is dedicated
To everybody that helped me to get where I am right now
Much love y’all
I told you I’ll do it
Yo this album is

Yes, 32 the album out right now
Love for the love fire in the Booth

Wrote this in the country
I was staring at horses
It's kinda nice to be still

of love and happiness
And endless memories
Shit I been thru
Half you wouldn't think is true
In the booth
I wear my scars and wounds
Like a business suit
In

mentor no guidance just blinded by diamonds
Just living for rhyming forget my religion
For birds in the kitchen
My homie in prison I'm miss him
Pause
Shed

got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

[Chamillionaire]
Niggaz was throwing

done, I'm out here partying
On the street hustling, or in the studio making hits
The trap game back then, it's funny cause it was my bitch
She in love

I'm hot as hell, no preheat
You don't level up, compare, or compete
I'm living large, you live petite
Silent in my face, but you love to tweet
You

we met when I had worked at Hollister 
She love my hair and by that I guess you guess Adrianna 
Cause, she had worked in the salon right next