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what you dreamt to be” 
Teacher Please “I’m going to be everything I said I’m going to be” 
There’s no I in team, it’s only me and G-O-D 
I feel

We're getting turnt tonight
So put ya hands up to the sky
Take my keys, no way Imma drive
For tonight, I'm getting drunk and high

Straight up running

Dollar Tree
Running up the rackies
'Member the QP touch down, I motion it, barely had no sleep
Say you really riding with us, you gotta show me
Had to win

on)
Man I'm really feeling like the man, uh
Understand, uh
I was underestimated, by soon-to-be fans, uh
All part of the plan, uh, I calculated it
Now

Since Money Grew on Trees
I just built this here
Told those close to me the goal was change the world right here
Couple years of running stages felt

I was born a real shiner (Shiner)
23 he a real G, he ain't gotta wear a pendant, ain't gotta rock no designer (No designer)
Nah, I can't see no haters

talk about me and bread, yeah we dating
Got a watch on wrist, lil nigga I'm Ben 10
Fucking yo bitch now she venting
I be running on like a sentence
All I

I just sit back, they do the bluffing Tell them fall back, they know I run it
Running through paper, I'm thumbing and thumbing They never faze me,

ain't even reach the peak of my pinnacle yet nah
If we talking bout beef I'm a cash cow
Told Mike G turn me up I'ma spazz out
Ain't it funny how they used

As we say
Ah
Brooklyn, New York, nigga
When we about to go in

Ooh, GITM
Shout out my nigga CeeLo
Put me on the Mauri Gators
He was paying 1200

Running

grace, like when it's time the eat
And then I clear my plate, Fuck running late
I'm wit the faktory, got hella pies to bake
Cake on your face, from all

his life, he regretting have a baby
Murder talk, you get stretched from a keyboard
Shoot the building, thought It got hit with C4
Come out running, he

If I Speak 
In The Trap Like Mouse 7 Days Out The Week 
I Do Waffle House Numbers 20 Dollars For A G
His This Blunt 3 Times Put A Nigga Ass To Sleep

running your mouth
With all that mouth shit, you're filling my bank account
By the hour, my count go up
Like a little kid you gotta grow up
Go fast yeah you

Chaos has been running up through my mind
The movement is different, it's never aligned
Stare at them once they start gripping their nines
Its all

have been sent by your ancestors

to guide you through your mastery
Come on, if you're going to stay, you're going to work
So heed my word
Because if

four
I got a goal to get on the paper
And then I flex on a hater by running streets like a skater

Now get on board, let's go
Ng'funa ama coins, funa ama

You're better, maybe not by a lot, but a little
You're the patron saint of the totally fucked
You're completely toxic. There's nothing you can't kill

and harder, bitter more
bitter
By the second, bio-weapons and the voices inside of my head, oh
Just a little too much serotonin, chemical reaction, getting into

wars, but I show no remorse
Don't get respect, then I'll take it by force
Me and connections are kicking down doors
Dipped in the Nike and Drakkar Noir

minutes
Procrastination, on the creation, of this a compilation

Followed by a citation, of this album acting like sedation
Fuck you and your frustration

clearer
Oh she get wet and get a rain coat nigga
Oh im with the same hood same old nigga
Oh when it come to the paper
Running like Usain Bolt nigga
Had

Trying to do all the shit but I'm running around with the blood on my gun
I had to run this shit and stay in charge, am I really the one
They call me up

behind nobody, huh, one thing I Can't have is dying a nobody, huh, but not for

Y'all to see, but for me, all my life, I been O to The G, growing up, my