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purpose, I got power, I will make it in this
I'm okay all by myself and we don't need to be friends
So if you ain't about to love me you can beat it lil'

boy
Hard to grow around here, we burden boulders
All this drive, would've thought I was a chauffeur
Who you know colder

Clarity is all I need
I just

by Slaughterhouse 50 Cent
Eminem and Dr. Carter
Nines hanging outta old impalas
Speakers knocking
I just hear my ego talking
Cross me and a blanket

tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em

Yeah, I ain't got a reason to believe in all the lies you're telling
Staying elevated, yeah that shit I smoke is silent never
Highly pressured but I

to speak
Turn up the heat if you bringing the beef

I play this song and somebody say trash
I'm like, I know you ain't talking about me
There you go talking

tell by looking at them though
My glass is one-fourth full
It only feels dark, but I can see fine
Light is the darkness at the end of my tunnel
I was

Fixing you, yeah the ER won't be getting breaks
In this game, there is nothing you can affect
I'm just winning, don't believe you had effect
Whether

a legend
A prolific speaker since the age of seven
This was written by the time I turned 11
So, it don't surprise me when I catch a blessing
Young OG, coulda

Rapping up a stewardess
First class, I am so new at this
Used to ride the metro
Now that shit is retro
Like the infrareds on my feet, baby let's go
Sinatra

I never connect with

The rope around my neck is something that you shouldn’t mess with

Just like this one, my albums are precious

Because

spelt, chattin' while we rubbing on this felt and leather
(I like that)
You left your tongue up in my ear, come on keep it clever
You're a 4 clover,

right now, rapping up a stewardess
First class, I am so new at this
Used to ride the metro, now that shit is retro
Like the infrareds on my feet, baby

of the 8s, I think you get that by now
Big hit drop men you can’t handle this Bass
I’m winnin’, take notes if you’re a rookie
Don’t hate on me coz I got it

going insane
Going up like the trees do, bamboo
Forever type love, talking matching tattoos
Okay now you got me so let's get it
Album about you just

don’t have a business I meet a Loch Ness Monster she’s nice I’m that and this I’m fearless what my colour is? Don’t you wanna sing with me? I’m back no

what is the happs
Still tell me to check my facts
Fuck off cunt, sounding whack
Give a fuck bout you getting chased by jacks
Old mate bounce like pogo

Day in America

Sun Kil Moon

I Also Want to Die in New Orleans

2019

and Jim said it actually is Bill Evans
And thank God they were here to tell me this, thank Evans
Or I would have released this beautiful song
And someone

I start at the bottom, I'm loving the scraps
Got a whole meal on my back
Got a whole table, I'm eating off that
Got a whole album, you're feeling

bust raw inside a hoe 
I’m just on my album mode,
When it come to me and the raps 
I just keep coming back 
With the flow I will attack 
With

of the album you’re listening to
The girl I been talking to most of the year hit my DM bout how embarrassed she was by it and how much her father wouldn’t

back
I'm talking way, way, way back in the gap
If you seen a picture of me, you'd be like, who the fuck is that?
Can never sacrifice the bars, even when

the villain
Just a sad type

My pride came in and gave me
False delusions in reality
The fact is, I couldn't even
Fathom singularity

Everything was me me me
I

ain’t ordinary pull off inna sprinter 
I’ll eat a bitch up like sum dinner 
If she talking to me nasty 
Had to get up in that Pontiac 
So I could get