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Just rough drafts here
Came to take your autograph old leather man
You don't got much more
And when the times run thin, do you know how to begin
For
representa do it like The six
Going lanez on these b
Yellow tape on these chicks

Team rism doing better we be Living up
White paper wrap cheddar Haven't had
to knock me off my pivot
Go to war by myself
You gone try to do something to me wit some new nigga help
Dude folded on me too he'll do It to clear his dept
could lie and say it all hurts the same but
We both no that isn't true
Ive struggled to come to terms with the fact I woke up late
And by the time I did
on the bible
P won't be standing in the final
What'd you think
I would just hand him the title?

They don't know about Ghetto, but I do
I'll kill myself if I
What it mean to have your back
First get sit down before you learn to take a stand
They got both they fists out like they ready for a scrap but in
was in her throat
Grab her by her toe, she already know
Why it sound like murder? Kill that fucking flow
She was cheating on me, kill that fucking hoe,
shit in the past
I’m number one at the top of my class
All of the spots have been filled in the draft
By my brothers, but we ain’t ever gonna crash, yeah
by my side and on our way to King Kai's
And then I see it
Little kiddo being born
Who the fuck is that I ask and then I see it even more
Is this me
Would anyone like to share something in our circle
It is highly confidential this is a none judgement zone
I do Daddy is home, sizzling Pissed
He
the end of us all

Can you tell what's going down
Can you be the one to tell
Selling truth at the final hour
As your doormat gets dirtier yet
Do you feel it
Do my thing shit, king shit
Do my thing shit, it's king shit
Do my thing shit, I'm just like it's king shit
Just do my thing
I'm a king, need my
Infatuated by bum steers
And rum beers
I see my breathe
It's November
A cold temperature
Let wisdom speak
Like road signs
Do not enter
behind me?
I'm stuck in hiding
But let it find me
How do you move on?
You do it blindly
This time you can lose my number
I don't know why this happens
to be taking a rest, on fire but ain't breaking a sweat
No time to be taking it easy, rap game called told me it need me
Like draft day number one
back
Weakened my legs
You ain't my mans
Fucking up tasks
Caught in the draft
Reality crash
Time to subtract
You do the math

Consider your choices
I
can't lie
Think I'm addicted to it
Baby you hear the music (yea)
You've got the smoothest movements
I love the way you do it
Like something magical to it
yeah
Near tha Pacific  
It’s 2020 return of the makavelis 
The people are acting scary 
They say wars coming well Im ready 
Number one draft pick
With
scary
But no matter which way you choose it's going down tonight

Streetlights flicker while we pass by in perfect time
I read this had something to do
charge 'em, I was gettin' shit for free
Regardless, I'ma eat
I know why you mad, nigga
It's funny what the money do, just know that I laugh, nigga

I
sometimes, it feels like I'm going to drown
All I'm trying to do is live with my son and spouse
But we can't afford to buy a house now
Cause they all got
Promise there's still good in me
I know I've done wrong
Been away from the city and
Know it's been too long
Sorry I changed on you
I'm Sorry I
and have to do it three times
Like a charm, no harm
Little pigs on a farm
Bet you'd give your right leg to have my right arm
What's next, copy text
Little
billions and give it back
You don't need an umbrella for money showers
Gotta dip cause a baddie here by the hour
Sumn really bad in the cup
Sumn really bad

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