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You need help and boy it’s urgent
I’m a monster like a serpent
Imma kill you right now
And make sure you 'gon die a virgin
Selling albums like

performing my tunes
Fresh off a heart break a bounce back sounded good
By the end of July
The internship was over and my only coworker in the mall stopped

knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate

done but we rolling it out in 2024
My first album made by brothers I met in year 7
What the fuck man
How is this all not already written
It's 6:19 right

it
Cause you don't wanna mess around and kick a hornet's nest
When I record of course it's death
I'm unbothered by empty words, gotta back it up
I kick

Bliss when I blast off when I get
R Kelly style on these hoes
Shit on the chest Small
You don’t know the chest nut crack
I crack y’all ass and I crack

That again lash at them stab at them cattle them
Don't know how to handle it nah
Laughter I guess cuz the voices are adamant
Nothing here to paddle with

doin' this
All I know is things are movin' quick
That's convenient for me, cause that's how I live
Now they see me out here movin' up
You don't like me,

so cautiously
R.I.P to the soldiers resting in peace
Got the world on my shoulder the rest is on me
Sometimes I feel like Akon when I rode by my lonely

would use tech to hunt whales. Sounds like a train or motorcycle the older sounds, the new sounds are made by male whales only. innovative male. waves

me
To a list of problems longer than he snoozing
On all my albums that's alarming to me and with each stack up the result's
excuses
What he lack is

bitch, get at me
Ya'll are my mini me's
I'ma get busy, y'all suck on the tit of the industry
Selling your souls for little, cheap penny's, it's sickening

Thumbs are swole
Been counting dough at the bungalow
Smokin' dro
Pounds and ounces to be sold
So we on the road
Money comes and goes
Never tell

you spit but don't cap
I made another dollar just by writing this verse
I know you playing the blame game, I'm bringing my name fame, you lame
'Cause

"Good God Almighty, like back in the old days
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you know whether

an X and not a G

I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me

I'm wanted by the law so I stay low

Representing the pimp, bitches making my dough

[Intro]
I wanted all that shit I said in the beginning on you know, on the album
clright, cool, cool, come one
M-illa-tant yo
M-illa-tant yo
Rips in

in high school, I completed my similes
And she wanna four-way with two of her lady friends, she said threesomes are history
So I said OK when she threw

these Ls boy you got an affinity
Passion need put in your verses
When homies ain't trying, they do a disservice
Your 20 track album as deep as it's

made us meet
But tore us apart by cancelling out
cnd I was dumb enough to leave
cnd I burnt you down in an instant
But you drowned me out in the long-run

to take them trips
And booking all these flights
Posted by the poppy
Making money rolling dice
My own homie switched up on me
Now I’m on ice
Now I’m hearing

My diversity's, working perfectly in my circuitry 
Cursed by adversity, disturbing things tend to lurk after me 
Did it occur to me, everything burns

written by Tarantino
I'm blowing up the music and the movie scene like I'm Childish Gambino
Carhartt jacket weighing heavy on my shoulders
Fuck the weight

everybody
Like I'm third wheelin', yeah, I'm blockin everybody
But before I tend to do so
Rest In Peace Tannuzzo, this album is for you, yo
When I look up in