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Windy City peak of a storm
February in a Black History form
Since Nineteen Seventy Three giving you more
Made a big impact from way back
Southside chick

an introduction
Like them three Indie Experiment mixtapes was nothin’
And like I ain't put in work since a youngun
So the only way to roll to let ‘em know is do

fugazy yo
The first time I heard rap I was so gassed
Cause back then
You could make an album with no cash
But nowadays everybody is so cool
You got niggas

naar je fam
Mijn nigger Bems, die heeft een kleine Benz
Dus ik moet harder rennen
Voor die motherfucking bands
Ik ben super streng, mijn album stond op

I was told I'm not a star by a couple folks
Still found a way to put myself in discussion
Next up talks the check come
I turn Yeezus with the Jesus

through this tragedy
I've already lost people only two months in
I relate to you if the music is your best friend
It's my medicine
The only way that i could

It's just Me, Myself and I upon this lonely road
But bruddah I'm still getting by
I'm tryna make it home
I don't know why they're moving sly
When I

who I are
Like, do they understand it?
The crafty never get undercut
By the upper handed
I eat so much on these beats
When this shit cut off
I’m like

a nigga under me
GREAT you lil niggas better run from me
And i still pour lean by the 4oz
Same nigga back used to sell OG
Nigga yeah that's on GOD
I used

in and out
Oxygen in my blood
I'm calculated in my movements like a TI81
A machine on the keys
Workin' way after the sun
In that city by the sea
It's

Saved a life today
Didn't react
Get the fuck out my way
Don't interact
Sumo drop his tape? That shit slaps
Done with me anyway, not even sad
Ditto

long
Would’ve ran through half a M by the
Time I dropped my first album
More money than the guy that
Made me my first thousand
More morals than any

but
Really that's another note
And all these haters they can suck my dick
'Cause honestly that's the only
Way you'll ever succeed
Got what you need

box
Y'all ain't bout that shit you speak about, you just tweet a lot

Smokin' on your album, puff puff, I'm a rasta
This ain't even pressure, you ain't

Fireside is blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas will be
A very special Christmas for me

Yeah, this album is dedicated

fucked up and as far as I know, I'm not gonna change
Cause honestly I swear to God that I'm just stuck in my ways
And what if I don't wanna change
Cause I

promote love but they just promote hate
Cause people wear masks and both are fake
But either way ima be straight when i walk outside
They aint on nothing

and heals where I'm from
I love the way my name feels in your mouth
I hope I hold yours as delicate and proud
I wonder if the ancestors smile when they see us

everything
I just makin' ma new album
이걸 보여주길 바래 so please mask on

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맞댔던 손과 함성 I'm about

straight
When your name they announce it
I be ready to pounce it
Love the way that you bounce it
When the money I counts it
By your beauty surrounded
Booty

a brave man
My feet got blisters, I'm the victor if we race fam
I run the underground the same way that the slaves ran
Yea, Mission impossible if you

I'd just use a rope
Or a noose of some kind, no matter what i'll be choking
Out of breath now, just like my last album
What's the point of finding ways

freak out
My last album dropped to deep south
Why does no one like my shit? wow
Ya'll just tryna fuck with me now but the bad guy's back with a beat down

A desk job for a pay day
I weighed the risk and reward, you could feel the outcome
It only works if they buy my album
Never signing my name by an X like