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to me
Y'all glorify rappers and look at their albums like bibles, but he ain't no god to me
Eyeballs and god frauds are what drive me, they help the car

quest
A greed law
That we abide by is ruthless
Enough will never satisfy
Until we toothless
Filthy millionaires
Are gamblin' until they muflis

rhyme books are recipes of disaster
They court ordered this
See I was born with etiquette
Plus I bring the noise that turns a poor sport competitive
Rap

In that pussy deep, put that shit to sleep, R.I.P.
I'm not feeling you if you not digging me, fuck you mean
I could hit 'em both, I could hit

givin' myself handies watchin'
While these guys that are over here have bras flyin' and panties droppin'
In mansions at parties by the pool with big

Beyonce had the best album of all time
We running on stage, snatching awards
Like 30 deep Wu-Tang shit, we even got swords
Cats is old school, we fire with

(Y’all fold)
Acting tough but your verse ain’t hard (It’s not)
People say these new cats is dope (Oh yeah?)
I’m just like “yeah, I’m sure they are” (Ha)

gonna make it big us eight
My life's good
While you're wishing it could
Makin' it big
You're still that loser in the neighborhood
I was adrift
We all are

of my life passing by with no rhyme or reason behind why I don't try
But if I'm gonna be the best dead or alive then I'll find out a way to escape

Yeah
Immina snap, this is way bigger than rap
I got no cap, pockets are fat, making the map
Don't ever think that my life is an act
Don't ever hate

these bitches be tripping on me
Used to be they idol saw success and now they switching on me
Brainwashed by amature look at them minions flipping
Bars

value
The competition gonna drop dead that's mad true
The friends and I are gonna keep going and going until we playing at a show right by you
Yuh

First

Slauson boy number 2 is my favorite album
Status symbol came on and I started rapping
Turn the speakers up loud and let's get it active
Baby girl riding

performed two songs and most hate it
I'm despised by the heavens, my tombstone is post-dated
I told flex he had to wait to get my album, but I guess he

like this
Yea I'm vibing to beats
I'm smoking the beats
I'm blowing em down
Its all by the pound
I'm High on a beam
I'm packing the weed
I'm Rolling more

dedication to you in the album panel
I meant that too
And in this moment, I want you to understand that you mean more than something special to me
I more than

Written By: Derrick Wyatt and Charles Bacome II


Don’t wanna let my mama down, she built it from the ground
We done seen so many hard days, don’t

flew by
Some of the words took a place within like my eyes started facing in
And then I picked up the pen and while expressing my heart
I opened up my

albums working on 5 others
Put your main course vs my bread basket with butter
Tryna be the change I wanna see and leading by example
Yea u better stay

standing' by tha stove who washin' all my clothes
She said I don't do no good
I only do bad
And I never make em' happy I've only made em' sad
And there was

if I claim one
Imma warrior like Lebron up in game one
Bitch guess you JR
Pen got some bullets i pull it like a AR
Stay in yo lane drop a album

another beat now
Come on, give me another beat now, yo, uh
Check it

Uh, it's kinda crazy that the album out
It's kinda crazy that the album out, you know

to treat it
I'm a giant to you elves
Your albums stayin on the shelves
Lookin at my one hand I can count all of your sales
My cells are built different
I'm

of y'all fake being woke look around
I mean, Can't you tell these murders are
For certain a way to control us all for
A supposed greater purpose?
This