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Make them dope you done knows
But you sniff that shit
then they get a hit.
To sum up your album
We got it Beat with one script
One skit 
in fact

sister's house
And you've still got it in your drawer, even now

[Verse 2]
Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
We're singin' in the car, getting

rolling the last of my medication
But shit I gotta re up just to deal with this kind of nation
Everybody for they self that's why we dying at young ages
I

true wanna be down
Guess how many flows you gotta spit?
Like toilet paper
I'ma put you through a lotta quit
K-Rino getting murked by your kinda flow
You

Retro and I are cut from the same Ilk
Scary
My morning start with a nosebleed some bitch calling my name
Tugging my chain
Opened up legs
Lips

to change a thing
Album two is coming 
I'm not even 17
People don't flex when I pull-up 
Cause you know I got means 
Tried to hit a lick 
So imma hit em with

Take this picture so your memory last a little longer 
Feel the burn, feel the rubble, getting nowhere problems  
Pop a pill, procrastinate album

that?'

She was a monster who had

Totally fucked up all the training

No explaining just raging

'send her on operation' her frightening confrontations

for the two of us, fuck a minivan I want a tour bus
Oh you don't want that, you're through with us?
How bout I kill us both, bet that blew us up
I mean

do not get a re-try
Wish that it was simple and I wish my life would be fine
But the Devil’s looking hungry and he told me it’s tea time
Hold up, I

your town we gon' burn that shit down
They astounded by the mountain of gas I done smoked
Champagne fountain Ima fill up my glass when it gets low
Take

Gang
Boy, I start on one, I let y'all know
This gon' be the hardest and realest album y'all heard in a minute
Boy, it still ain't go
Ayy, I'm that

Aye bro, finally!
Welcome to the album, Listen Hard Or Disregard
(I'm still drunk) Facts, and we're on our way (Yuh!)

Smoke said the folks throwing

[Intro: Mystikal]
Shit, BOO!!, Boo
Uh-ooooh!!, hah, yeah, yeah
another album motherfucker heh, heh

[Chorus: Mystikal]
Here I am, somebody said that

(I get to clock in)
I get to to work I get to clock in, new album, I'm trying to drop it
In my division you be lacking, ain't putting up with

Think I'm trash? Put a bag in your face
And I put you by the road like
"Look we're the same"
Here's a reminder that I still spit
Think I need to advise

The future is bleak when you don't know where you're from
Now moving forward
Open-hearted conversations
Healing in so many spaces
Breaking down and picking up

I'm just here working and-
Not what the rumor has it
Damn! It's a rumor that
I got someone pregnant? Yup
(yeah)

Countin' up money in the back

up
Like it’s something
You’re like an oven girl the way your burning up
From the oven girl you need to serve this up
You’re the type of high I wish I

yourself
Put yourself to the test and detested the old you
That was overdue, due diligence
Yeah

Grew up around division but now we do dividends
More

know where I'll be
'Cause if I ever am in doubt I'll just send it back to Harvey
(Hugh you're supposed to go up-line there)
I'll just send it back

to ride tonight
La da da da da da da

G'yeah-g'yeah hold up mayn
That's my partna Big Gem
And that's the single off of his album
On Universal Records called

I re-up, got my back like a gun
Not a guest, sure, no question, I get it done
Crash like a hit-and-run and for the funds, you gettin' flipped like

you they're the shit
And they'll prove it in a bit
Hold up let me take a hit
Fore I throw a fucking fit
I'll take the whole world by myself
Not short I