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Turn me up!
This for them project babies who had to eat them noodles for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
Raise by they granny or a single parent

struggling
But um the bag comin in the size of mr kringles 
Cause according to sound scans ya mans got him a single
Im a eagle not nurmagamedov the peddle I

ain't got nothing left
Just the minds and mentalities of people to impress
So I stress you are blessed nearly every single day
And you can call your momma

Haha, Yuh
This is T.N.L.C
And Shoutout to Mac Miller!
Yo listen
I say Hooray!
I thank God for each day
I pray and keep it real that's all that Ima

and then past out
Woken up by a pastor
A pass to the past and you bus now
Ticket he gave spirit away faster
Wickedy wicket you push me down
You gave me

problems eyy)
I got problems eyy (I got problems eyy)
Damn am trying (Yeah am trying) but I got problems eyyy
Yo I'm really getting too weak
It's like am

niggas gon catch that
You wanna talk to me again gon be the same thing promise we can bet that
I seen yo text my nigga I ain't respond but I read that shit

Just wanted to do something to make people feel good
Cause you never f*** know, you know
(Aye, yo)
Take time with myself, take time with my health
Take

yeah yeah
Runnin' up these bands, yeah with my Stella bae
I'm thinking about you, each and every single day
I buy you everything, love it when you say my

a whole lot of ass (Ya)
I love big guns this 45. is why I sag
I love that good weed I love that good gas (Ya)
How yo pussy get wet fucking on that broke

That's why I keep speaking
I'm giving em hope still
I got the labels hanging by my coat tail
You blow off a single, your album ain't do sales
Oh well...
I

While patiently waiting for greater sanctification
Don't matter if we single or dating
Resisting Satan by hating isolation and staying praying
While God's

spirit up
We all soldiers getting slain by the same pain
Niggas dying and you want to play the blame game
I heard your album, all yo shit sound

Laffa
With some coleslaw 
Claimin' that I does
But I don't know ya
Imma fuck it up 
And keep it jokes 

Yo cut the rhymes 
Bouta pass the baton 
My name

make all the bad things right
Can you make me wanna fight
For love
To trust
To forgive
My past
My last
Broke every single part of me
Will you fix me

to flow
Starting to buzz like I'm sippin
Taking you higher than the bud you be twistin
Yo I bring that fire don't even need a lighter
I aim to inspire when

my doe
Oh hold up lemme switch my mode
Niggas copycats I had to switch my flow
Never let her round me cause yo bitch might go
And if ya dont know me

Yo, this is for my survivors out there
I want you to know that you are strong, you are beautiful
And it's not your fault, and I know that pain will

me to twenty-three years of fears without a father
THANK YOU! you caused me and my brother
To be raised by a single mother
She worked hard on her job

girl like you will treat a man like dirt
Cuz she's a diva, need ya,
Type to go flirt with every single dude around but tell her friends you're a jerk
Yo

whip leaving holey christian mingle
Count the fuck that I give not a single
Why would I switch out a dime for a nickel
Uh
You look me in my eyes and now

go!
Off my Throne I’m goin’ hard you can listen off
Yo phone this OT$ Bitch, and I’m Still Steppin’
Yea Welcome To Still Steppin’ aye really goin’ hard

was Blinded by the thought of you and me though
Played them old school games - Coleco
Vision came back - you for the streets ho
Now it’s done for good,

When I'm down
But I'm so underground
Yo
Can you heard that sound
Got them coming by the pound
Come see what they found
Come get this pow
Telling me back