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the rules
It ain't very cool, you know what to do

Forget what they told you in school
Get educated
I ain't sayin' play by the rules
Get educated get educated

but I'm a grown man, I still apologized
Even reviewed your project, you acted chill like (Awh, it's fine)
Then a couple days go by, you drop a song

damnit I'm trying to pop
Talk about closing arenas now reality
Make it stop... make it stop
I need something to feel
Need an appeal for real
Took my money

It's like that
Himmy
I'm Michael Jackson bad
All the players to the front and all the suckers to the back man Hurry up
GGUSM type shit man
Get money

Ok now running to the money no time to wait work 247 no time to play
Been real from the jump no time to fake single man cause I got no time to date
Had

bring it sing it bring it now sing it
Bring it to me right now
Yo dj drop this
Guna show them how

First of all let me start by saying
cs you hear this

keep playing (Nah)
What do they want man, I'm just saying (Huh)
No I'm not the best but I'm bring something new (I am)
Everybody sound the same they lost

the blow
You tried it with your heart but couldn't do your part
(So what?)
Man! This has barely even started
So young that you are barely even walking
You be

Listen, when you see a bullshit man, make
Sure you pull some sort of weapon
Put it in his hand and tell him to shoot you
You’ll kill him faster than he
Can

writing lyrics every single night

So Buckle up it's bout' to be a long ride
I'm humbled by the ones who say I got too much pride
I'm grateful that I'm

Aye, Wes
Thirty more minutes man
Let's get this placed cleaned up so we can go

Aight, I got you man

My honesty ties my singles together like

tights off
What a wonderful way to start the night off
Believe that
Yeah
Y'all niggas never had a menage or nothing like that man
Two chicks and all that

follow me
I make this beat in just a flash, it's like the fucking lottery
My movement's all shaped by God, see, I'm the fucking pottery
Maybe more like

to be the man
Cuz growin' up with a single moms
That's always been the plan
Ever since I held a crayon man
Had my teachers sayin youngin' finna be great

one try (One Try!)
For what's inside
To make a dent inside the SIMS so it must apply
To be a maniac! (be a maniac!)
The beat is boppin', boomin'
Beneath

Daddy left you with mammy to your advantage, that's two Christmas
Slight benefit, but problem is
One day that you'll be a father
A single mother who never

a phase of the painful truth
And from the rainbows to razor blades
Upgrade to angels I may pursue with the intention to make 'em do what I've been craving

When im on air imma fly guy
Word to Jah why would I lie
Whats the pin imma drive by
Nya batsi then roll up hayahay (ayye)
Fit nako paytera mada na sa

worse by the sound of it 
Something should have burst up in my stomach
This about a day I should have died
It doesn't make sense that I'm alive but God

him right home
(Right home)
When Shyamalan left you beat by the Night
Bro (Night, bro)
I'll circle 'round you like the Avatar cycle
(What?)
You'd need

thought I'd outlast those in my class
I've passed them by with time and now I feel I live in grief and grime
Such a crime, what a shame, those who've died I

We used to cherish all the greatness
We used to love our creatives
We used to praise innovators
And get wowed by entertainers
We used to push

business, what we doing in the bedroom, 
Fires that we sparking never dying like its deadpool, 

Perfect in my eyes, 
Be like cursive near them thighs,

Sometimes I wonder where it is that you could possibly be running to
Never phased by anything that makes you feel uncomfortable
I wish that I could