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would a had a few abortions
Had I known my daughters felt 
I was torturin em 
Im disgusted by the gall en em
I showed them how to be a force wit em
But

Learn to correctly say the name of where I really am
Buyin' antiques, foreign lamps
Passport, stamps on every page
Old head paper like Zig-Zags, bitch

It's twilight in these streets
There's been a bloody murder
And I'm not sorry
I just put a man to sleep
The old me's gone
So call somebody
But don't

happen in a moment
From my yard to the streets
I guess somewhere I lost my focus
You judge me
Look at me like trash
I'm hungry
I just need that cash
Winter

but I am not playing poker
Life scary like the joker
I don't want to be woker
I am not a big toker
Just trying to collect these tokens
These flows I

Aye Dad throw that BBQ on the grill man
We hungry out here
Now who am I
Now who am I
Now who am I
Now who am I
Aye aye aye
Wiiise
Aight
I gotta take

I'm burning the page
Moment I pick up the pen and I write it
My flow is ignited
You fanning the fire
By listening
Yeah

People dismissing him
I do

It's incredible, sub-levels of being with you
Got the devil rebelling like he seeking for proof
Am I meddling affairs like it's a coup
Overthrow

them views in hopes my shit be trending too
Fuck it I don’t give a fuck about
Views the likes the comments fraud
If my album drops my album sucks
But I’m

on the streets, and my POV is That whoever i walk past by I continue walking and wonder What's their life like
What if they went through something far worse
What if

sages… we go through stages
Of development, skimming through scriptures and turning the pages
Every step taken carries heavyweight from yester year

nations battle Gods
Where devils kneel
Rebels sprayed by assassins with shells
Crazy adolescents that kill
MAC-11's and pills
Everything William Cooper was

But when I add weight to it  
They don't really like me 
Everybody let's the sun go down quietly 
As those with price tags walk by in the streets

back to that internet page
New ways of making money but I keep old values
If you love me keep a picture of me close by you
And your wallet close

those lonely nights
So let me inside your apartment
I'm walking the streets with a heartache but it
Doesn't have to be so bad
When I got you right by my

direction flexing fly
I am non-stop swatting
I am not of this world just passing by in my starship docking
Leaning, swerving, teleport, dodging
He's fighting

out page by page
And it’s a book where typos were not my only mistakes
But I’m young
I mean I’m only 21
So I can rewrite my shit because it’s only begun

like a Wonderbra? If you ain't
Over statin' ovations then you under God
Better configure a plan, to realize who I am
I tear through tracks like I tear

stones at Christ



[Jus Allah]

we born builders, as life takes it's toll

legends of the seven, embrace my soul

transported off the planet, by a supreme

seeing a crook
Last night I went fishing
Without a hook
Cause I don't really wanna hurt nothing more like volleyball wanna set something free
Cause who am

the shackles
To the life that I am after
And I'm always coming short a couple dimes
I'm my opponent and I'm beating me by five
Got his proponent spinning reason

corona
And I may have just thrown a
A little bit of shade and damn I made a whole thirty minute album
Flying higher than a falcon
Man I make a beat, then

y'all can't even hate
My number and email, it's on the page
If you need referrals, come holla at Jay
Come step by my office, it's like 3 steps away
You

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't