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them take just couple of days
Also that each of my pieces can last but so long
So I'm packing it all in a phrase
Writing this album got me in a craze

goes into this shit ya feel me?
Let's go get it yo

Verse 1: (All White G)
Achievements on my lap I'm pursuing my careers
Never been scared not even by

of minds so controlled by feeling
I'm not feeling it today
I don't feel like doing this
I don't feel like doing that
How do you feel?
Bad? Why
Do you

album got that Wu-Tang like Raekwon
This be a brand new year for the G
Even when I'm rockin' like a Black Beetle Paul McCartney
The months gone by are

Yeah
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, rise and shine
ZJ when's the album coming man? You gotta ease my mind
I can't tell you when it's dropping

is that one day my mind will let it all go
I mean how long could I possibly have the control?
I felt like writing an album because I got the vision
But

released his nudes 
This album has taken place behind my pale paced out face 
There are no mountains in space 

Broken backs to break bread
Fuck the arid

I start off my day counting these racks in the back
Ian tryna conversate
How a nigga claim he get money
But spend his time in another nigga face
I do

think alike, never day never night, everyday I’m at a fight
Probably drop a whole album bout love in July
I could probably fuck her right, tell her that

I knew she wanna fuck me
By the way she went to touch me
Yeah she from Long Buckby
But for the night she staying in Rugby
I had it in the bag until

I USE TO KICK EM OUT THE BACK DOOR
I USE TO SAVE EM WITH A CAPE AND A MASK
NOW AND DAYS I BE LIKE

HK2

WO
I'M NOT YO SAVIOUR 
NO
NOT GONE SAVE YA
WO

Gotta get my shots off
Dunkin, get my hops off
No rest, I can't nod off
Cookin up like hot sauce
Album gonna drop drop
Workin just for God God
And I

sight
I'm hardly thinking of me
I guess I'll wait and, I'll see
Kiss me and say you understand
That's the place to be
I hate that you fucking love me by

going back

I get overwhelmed
Nerves maxed out like a credit card
I just wanna float
You don't the sun gon fall over by the moats
But it's still gon shine

man?
I said hey what's up, man
Aw, he must didn't hear me I know
Nah, nah I'm just sayin'
Man I got my, my album, man
I really would appreciate
That if

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

different than my normal Haste
It's sorta picked up like a habit after a few days
That's strange, cuzz I felt something new, coming on to, could just be

the fact it's real is so appealing
Cross faded as fuck, don't have to feel our feelings
Surrounded by my boys and we all higher than the ceiling
They my

face
I'm rollin' with the day ones that could call me Chase
cnd got a homie in the c, shout out R.F. Tres
It's just a matter of when I get the verses

You can try to plot on what you could get from me
At the end of the day you ain't gettin' shit from me
Wish you the best with my ex That shit funny
You

first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read

that

Only gonna be here for a short while
So I’m living every day like it’s worthwhile
Living everyday like I’m on trial
When the day comes they go

Track: “Infected (feat. Benjels) [prod. Benjels]”
Artist: The Sargent & Bri Crisp (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”
Year: 2020

to ill
You can't talk the talk
You can't walk the walk
Been dwelling with the muggers
And the murderers talk
Your shocked by the way I
Regulate ya'