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Where are we from you cannot come by
Oblivion follows head towards our destiny pause
No, I don’t follow your energy
So I do em like the butler did

help one bit
Might fail a lot but I stick to the script
Fall more than I land my man
But promise I ain't never gonna quit
Hard working son of a bitch

shit is mess, mess, messing
With my rhythm
But I don't fall off, you should know by now
Umma come right back, don't give a fuck 'bout how
And I'm

your head to rest
Space cut you out that’s how you do it

Been to outer space and back 3000x
Oh, Better wheel it, pull the track 3000x
Solar? stoner

stack
Nah I can't wait on the glow up, I can't fall off track (Fall off track)
Number one in the draft, top of the list I'm ranked
Got the contract lawyer

Yeah
It's Otee on the mic
South boy moves
Huh
Vibes on vibes when we catch those flights
Vibes on vibes we be up all night
Making moves
Taking pics

I ain’t stressing bout bitches
I run it up like a track meet
She say love u but gave me
Neck in the back seat
I flex on the gram like I am an athlete

my Surgeon Record Contract
That if I wanna put a boy in surgery
It's gotta be from a hard track
Roman Noodles for breakfast and maybe for lunch
Fried

didn't get home on time
The fruit falls outta the tree
cnd ends up food for the flies
The end of the humble plums
That got over-ripened by pride

The Plum

The moon is high
The bottle's dry
It's time to speak it plain
Do we call our long engagement
By a legal tender name

We've two low scores
In social

nike track
Use fi chat bout man wear clark
Say dreadie but a bad man flap
Now push food till man outstock
Rent a room fi grow up crop
Run deh water fi

the sun then fade yeah
Hold up, I'm a fall again
Got my friends real close if I'm out, and then
They goin' save me today just like Finn and Jake
Amazing

and choose, bitch, we want all Of you
Yeah, and these facts, though
They know we came through the Bak Doe
Out of my lane, still I'm on track, though
Never made

HKs with lasers on the top to aim at you
Bitch, I got AKs, I'm sprayin' boy, you not gon' make it through
Heard this old washed-up rap nigga was

every beat man that boy did his thing
And I killed every track thanks for helping my dream
Humble Beginnings yea that's where we came from
Bangor Street I

problems and I ain't gone fall
Yeah, Papa ain't taking his meds, he was just straight off the wall
I remember them days I would ball, I remember them days I

the lights
Put in months of work
This just aint Hype
You highly mistaken if
U think the boy sold out
Kept it a 100 always
Never took the short route
Got my

Wanted to be
Days gone by she kicked me out of my home
Said young man now you're on your own
I can't believe I was so naive she might've
Been a women, but

are
Hashtag, dressin' up
Insta game all messed up hell no
Come kick mud in them deep
Sticks with them big boys
I'm southern-grown by the grace of God

they be loving it
Cook it up
They come again
Kill the track
And then revive it
You bet they be bumping it
I ain't break free, boy I was let loose (uh)

Look at my face
Eyes blood red cause the boy been awake
Cheeks held high cause I'm touched by the grace
Lips move slow but my brain ain't the same

compliments
Can't be one with my rockyness
Puff and mase are my kind of shit
Dog
It's either you're with boy or you're out of the pic
Just go ahead and ask bae

a feature
I had 2 songs on my iPad when I was a child
Stronger by the goat and an ambient track, those sent the miles
Leaf piles and trampolines had fueled

lit worldwide
Our world must be redeemed, we living in a fallen world
This goes out to every woman, man, boy, and girl
I'm from the city by the Bay