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with the rebels
Yeah, I know he do the bare minimum
So why he acting like he need a medal?
Thane really be on that timing
He move in silence, so they

got your hand around my waistline, you don’t waste time, I like that
You feel the beat and you don’t fight back, following my lead as I move and take it

feel bout family hope it gets
Better I guess, my life is a mess

Maybe one day I'll be blessed
Affluently in the music business
Cause some of these

be arch enemies
Bad bs and I'm all about pees
Real life I don't know about dreams
Aye
Till a mans stop breathing
Constant achieving
Buss thru

Clock be ticking so witchu I got to take my time
We can weather through whatever I ain't one to shrine
Life was hard, you got lemons I had to deal with

speak a word or your brains will be splatter
An idiocrity platter, fed to me clear as the nine in my face
This the las time that you see me,
i told him,

won't make it by with a 9-5
You gotta be quiet 
Fighting these secret wars
I play Checkers 
When I want to check ya
I play chest 
When I want to play ya

of a life
Rise and shine, demon time
Off my grind, noon to nine
Wildstyle rap fest, (Bloom!) gave the beat to mine
Meditation time, on the line, every other

And i aint got nothing but nines and four fives
Would have more but a pussy wouldn't keep quiet
I'm thugging in the streets and trapping in real life
Give

STEPS/ I aint rushing im making muscle and money moves
STRESS/ I aint got it my blessings is steady coming through
Alot of weight on my shoulders/ I got

reached, full of thick snow
The air’s frigid, my lips froze
But I will rise and weather whatever my life will throw
At me. Peep the tracks, see I bring soul

Undercover a real cop, 'Ion care he still get shot
Rasta all up in the blunt that I'm smokin'
Kickin' down his do' like a Trojan
Why don't we move on
I have

Undercover a real cop, 'Ion care he still get shot
Rasta all up in the blunt that I'm smokin'
Kickin' down his do' like a Trojan
Why don't we move on
I have

I slid in your DMs and was
Aroused by your cosplay
You channeled Carrie Fisher
In her Star Wars heyday
We talked back and forth til
February 9th
I

making me fly
O girl

Wa 
Moni ko wa n bi

Girl i really really want you in my life
And i really really need you by my side
Ayi ah
Caroline caroline yeah

my pace
My generation rushing life
It's not a fucking race
Then when the rock bottom
Hit you in the open face
You try to blame the world
When its

folded mine
Got a couple hoes in line with an open mind
I'm focused on my own and now I'm poppin' like a loaded nine
So if I'm coming off a little

Who even knew that cats could get that?
The vet says he's a goner. Nine lives are gone and he's never coming back

I want to kill everything I've ever

Italy

We got them 9-5s but hustle on the side
Get the bag is the motto we abide by
And ya nigga looking at us as from his side-eye
Bitch mad had to watch

to move along sitting in the own boat
You fell off but crawling next to genre with offer likeLogan Paul
Yo mane there is no way to against my campaign
If I

aint gang

I feel like a beast
You can tell by my fangs

These niggas be playing
This aint a game

This is real life
You can die any day

Flow

the gang
Don't need no extra guys
My niggas move the same
Like the electric slide
Try me if you like
But it's like suicide
Bitch I'm down to take a life
If

audio, raw shit
Live by the code of Five percenters
And fuck you rappers I'm ya father figure
Dark liquor with no chaser the mind shaper
Nine with

far by myself no one here can say the made me
They said I got a ghost writer now these rumors getting crazy
All this Tea spilling in up here the room