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Yeah
Uh huh
Aye
Dedicated to all y'all that been down from day one y'know
For you
All y'all that never left our side y'know
It's for you
Get on your

mate
Would love to live nice and happy too
But ask yourself this
Does anyone that you know control
The flow of capital? The answer is no
And if you knew

what's the outcome or when I'll drop an album
I judge myself too much I'm getting sick of your assumptions
I might be feeling down but ice is always up

appeared
Or maybe it's me that leveled up a tier
Moving too fast I gotta switch gears
Yea
I could see my vision too clearly
Your big success is a theory
Wrap

and fam fed up by me boy
Knock, knock shit, bet they lock the door
Engaged but headed 'round divorce
She caught it, check my child support
Make a nigga that

A desk job for a pay day
I weighed the risk and reward, you could feel the outcome
It only works if they buy my album
Never signing my name by an X like

that just thought I was caught up in hype
Do what I do for once in your life
That's some shit I would honestly love to see tried
Fuck you mean this is my

years later
Sittin' in them Range Rover tints
My life is crazy, ice is hazy
Overnight flight, how to expedite your lady
For the right price, I could get

then I'll be
Raising a glass

Bro that shit sounds fucking gas and already to me is like your best song, bars go hard
Concepts go hard, love the verse,

Let me tell these niggas something, God
I don't want niggas sounding like me... on no album
Keep it real, get your own shit, man, and be original
Word

tents
(Yeah)
Yeah I know you love my fit
(Yeah I know you love my fit)
But don't ask me what I spent
(What)
I hope that you know you a temp
(That is

your name is still engraved
I'll kiss half a dozen roses
and then leave them by your grave
Could give a fuck about the fame
You didn't love me yesterday

of the city
Came out, you lookin' pretty
Fenty two-piece on you, that bottom is not a mini
Hot Girl Summer shit but you 5'5"
Might not be stallion, but you fine

you've been so lucky

Life is Organised Khaoz
Visionaries and Players
Im stuck in the middle 
What flavour

The third out my mother
I defo do love her

mastered
Armed with the arsenic pen for the
Men that wanna beg friend
Or pretend it is them that
Stand what I stand for
Step in the ring get banged by

your highness is present...
cnd pray...
Cuz we in the present time where niggas wanna BOW! Your head and take your presents we just prey...
Predators

okay
We gon' be okay if we be honest and shit
Killin' all the demons in our closet and shit
Pull up lace's album put it on for a bit
Close your eyes

broken
It started out with abuse from the people I love the most
Physically it was minimal but the words are what made me choke
I'm looking for your

The flow high the bars high?
Watch me exceed it pass
Your girls pussy real tight u Know I
Fucking love it yeahhh
Banging her real hard till I got
Finished

bitchin'
I aint never coming home. I'm off to Never-Neverland
You smell like cigarettes & vodka
Yeah - I used to love it... 
Now I don't understand

Set your

on the pain and be sad, 
Every day you live,
Is another day away from your past,
Continue living. 
Tears of a lonely child who rocks in his bed, 
Feeling alone

The L.A.B album drops
I won't promote by doing in stores
I'm out at night on the highway painting over your billboards
So what I'm a glory hound cause I tore

message
My presence
Your halo
Will come to you soon
An album by me
Dropping in June

Ayo
Sitting right next the beef

Like its lettuce tomatoe
Complexion

I'm fading now
Maybe all the pills got to my head
I'm feeling black mingling with the fear
Goth ushered in here
I try to call your name its blocked by