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they would smell me up
In Wells after delivering fish
Everyday same jam, Kyle, Jim and Dan
Years 'til we're finished
Fixated on that minute hand
Never

in the face like I'm wendy wu
Dressed in all white black and blue
I don't like your attitude
And then they wonder who
Well, who does that matter

And my anxiety gets worse by the day
To tell the truth well this musics the only way out
And things change, but I won't let it change me
Take it one step

imported yours
Man I treat my MSFTS like the
Lakers - the court is ours
Look a nine year old in the
Face and say you're in charge
It's our time to shine

of rhapsody
I been the industry stencil
Just ill with the pencil
Anyone willing to listen I tell
Well when this hits a million
I'm an innocent villain
Resistant

doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Well the years they went and the years they passed
Went around having a blast
Sae some Beastie Boys, saw some Bad Brains

murdered by George Zimmerman
Boy, how do we feel?
How do we feel lately?
This kid was 15 years old being followed by a grown man with a gun
We were very

sweetfully in these tweets for me
My nigga, have some decency
You move too up and down, we can't align whicho frequency
My coyotes by the dozen, I can't keep

mistreat her
But they be diggin', might as well get a golden retriever
I would have millions right now if I played wide receiver for my brudda

But this

Scream, years involved in there
Snitch on they boss but not O
You know the jail thing I'm used to the scene
Keep my blues wit a cuff
And my Converse clean

years ago
Loud explosions
The sounds of guns and cannons that would impale people
And leave large amounts of lead in their leg
And you'd raise your eyes

of my raps
Yeah change from my blue
To my red cup
Yeah i got a shawty
With no makeup
Yeah getting money
But not my main focus
Yeah people change
And act

of the friends
That I made throughout the years, it's a trip how all this went
Away before we grasped everything we already had
True friendships never die, so I

miss all of the friends
That I made throughout the years, it's a trip how all this went
Away before we grasped everything we already had
True friendships

caught em in traffic
This shit is drastic, blue face in elastic
Been had a bad bitch, lay never average
Just left from Paris, lock for my heiress
Steak

a mirror boutta million
Because of All this bad luck
W the duggas i be pickinnnn

He say he love me bc im dumb thick (clap)
Doing all that moaning

mild
We're Jumping to the verses, screaming fuck the world with fingers high
I think I'll let the hatred die, as all the years are passing by
Now we have

stunting
They try to break my knees and leave me to bleed
If only they'd let it go and accept me for me
See y'all blinded by these blog sites like fog lights

(backwoods)
That's all I roll in (my hood)
We got your tape it's (no good)
You hate my shit, well (you should)
You just an amateur, damn it's a revelation
I

(backwoods)
That's all I roll in (my hood)
We got your tape it's (no good)
You hate my shit, well (you should)
You just an amateur, damn it's a revelation
I

Kyrie's are still fitting my feet
For you there's really no such thing as formative years
You better not take it for granted you formed yourself here
You

I lost a lot in 19 but imma get that back
I was condensing 20 years into 18 tracks
Every night I'm at Denny's laptop in my bag
Mixing my vocals

Might as well've grabbed some CBD

I been tryna keep it all rap, but I'm for the streets
Babytron, tell your white friends come and shop with me
I

maybe 18 years of age
Maybe, maybe, maybe cuz my tracks are snubbed
By these blogs and these bobs that y'all seem to love
And It's not because I'm worried