Lyrics:
You not a shooter you was just trynna win state
I was in four corners trynna write until the pen break
Hey, this how I bome back
Hamming niggas families
and now it's urgent, 'cause it's hurtin'
Everybody wants a different version of the same detergent
Almost certain that nobody around could slap like me
poor
Rapping was my last resort I can't Dance for awards
Rapping put me in resorts off Coast by shore
They want more
Hold your hands and pray
That you
Thank you so much for helping me shape the album and believing in me
To TKXTCS
To my boy cJ and Franny and to Chente so many ideas
Thank you for
This the last song on the album
Best song on the album
Switch it up
This is poetry supposedly the end was getting close to me
That statement sittin'
And for those who want my position
You gotta step inside a time-machine, come back with a vengeance
You should go study my analytics
I shouted people
Hear you all the time
I don't really care about that
Real ones on my side
I can guarantee you that
If you by the line, put you back on track
Fuck
the message you on cc now
I make you albums sound like EPs now
I get better by the hour
Pussy comes with the power
Got yo bitch in the corner sending signals
albums then I'm falling back
So then you never see your brosé slack
I made a pact with promoters that the show stay packed
Moving merchandise, y'all
ass
I go to the club man, it's no cash
That black card make them chicks move fast
Can you hear me now? Can you see me now?
I throw on my jeans
watching my back
Blood on the whip clutching a strap
Try it and walk up and see if it's cap
Ain't know you before the album you ain't getting dap.
Finna
Babe when I make my first band,
I promise I'll do right by you,
Its all for you
Babe when I make my first band,
I promise I'll do right by you,
Its
for white Jesus to deliver me
Politicians rob the world with no immunity
So join the band fight back for the community
Liberty
He ain't got it I ain't
that we consider
We might really need a gun We might really need a gun
Yeah Mac, Yeah I gotta get back to my Sugar Smack
Me too baby ,
You should
lost in the lights
I got here running on E, I can't get gassed off the hype
Tell me what's louder than words put into action
A little time away now you
Yo, this motherfucking My Version of It
Pass that motherfucking bowl
You know I can't flow without some motherfucking weed
You know what I'm sayin?
to gain a smile
Listen while you hear it
There's no pink in my slip
I reckon that the rhythm and the blues in the rap got me red
While the boys from
And I can't go on without this nah
Tell me everything that you ever really wanted
Still here to catch you fall
Don't turn your back cause my faith its
Never give 'em no jewels?
And if you're tired of the buffoonery
Follow me
I'll show you how to shine without jewelry
Show you how to grind and
Bought back
selfish sense, if their behavior is changed or eliminated, then in
The future you won't be hurt by them again, either them directly or their progeny
Being
mmhm, so fine
Without further ado
I bring to you Kode Red
Uh
Thank y'all for having me here man
Pleasure
I'ma let the band play for a minute doe
If
Out of that forgive me please
I just want to be best version of myself
Can I show you the severity anyways
I know
I may never pass by you again
God I
nothing
Picture me getting up with something sleazy
Something, something so easy
You could take out its beat like nothing, something
Soon as you
nothing
Picture me getting up with something sleazy
Something, something so easy
You could take out its beat like nothing, something
Soon as you
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