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world is mine
I'm taking the top
Two albums by now I produced them myself
An EP at that just to experiment
A million genres are under my belt
I'm taking

do. Thought I was sleeping but
You making all of my dreams come true. 
I just might make a whole album on you. 
Love to admire you nude. 

You my lil

accomplished the next will 
Put chills on the Cuban, I’m just keeping the neck ill
Ain’t even dropped the album I’m just high off my first deal 
Only increased

their (Mic) Mikes Jacked, call it "this is it" (Michael Jackson's Last Album)

I spit the "INTro" softly, so real fans can listen in

Clubs get their

Ain't no more waiting on niggas, 
Either u on by yourself or u not on at all they mistake for niggas,
Yeah, 
Done being helpful, 
Fuck am I nice to these

up by one time
And I'm back on my fucking way to county jail
Niggas tell ome on da streets
That my pussy for sale
Peter Pipper, pick a pepper
Yo I'm

nice don’t piss it off
When yo back against the wall
Who you finna call
Playhouse standing on the bar
Sideshow I'm standing on the car
You don’t want war

in the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my

my
Albums a couple streams
I’m poolside with yo bitch
Views is jaw droppin’
Music is chart toppin’, truth is
This is what I want for my life
This is

I'm a full blown genius
What the fuck I need coke for
And these labels sign wack shit
Cause of YouTube views
And then they albums just sound
Like true

for a bitty who be like Nelly Furtado
Promiscuous and getting into my bravado
She lookin' like an art show created by Picasso
I will not disappoint like

of shadows of doubt
They been watching how I move, so I'm moving around them
Fuck I'm supposed to do if I'm constantly out one
I improve through these albums

if they think that I'm dope
Care less if my album don't chart
Care less if I cop that car
Flashback when it matte black
Top down with a model chick

on that? You a joke on tracks
You get killed by the shit that I ghost on tracks
Y'all don't even know half the shit I wrote on tracks
But time will tell,

life
Niggas try to act like I ain't nice
Until you listen to this album, play this shit back thrice
Or maybe four, five
I come from where kids carry four

Gotta stay on the nice
List
All of that for the ice
Drip
Album soon like clock
Tick
Oh go
Hide the presents
On some psychedelic
Candy canes I can smell it

she will
Shy but she will, i know that she shy but she will
Shy but she will
I know that she shy yeah yeah, but I'm intrigued by the way that she switch

from my mother's side

I trouble they pride, and like a album
My story got a couple sides, my garage need a couple rides
I keep flowin' so buttery fried,

Made by Egyptian civilians
From the future
From the future
Or maybe so long ago that we can't remember
I can't remember, no no
Yeah, you're not going

playing, no shame
Imma see you all tamale
She don't wanna hang, "no sorry"
Then she screaming 'bout her lonely
Nice place, glass stained
Wearing slippers in

than single mothers with pay cuts
Running to the green
Gotta get it by any means
Lights off
Moving like I got three kids to feed
Got it from my mama
Half

Yeah, but then Freddy came back to replenish our ship
That was awful nice of him to give for nothing in return
Uhh are you sure it was for nothing?
I

for some fire donuts
Go to Subway and pick up 200 nice cold cuts
69 cold cuts, them shits are fire
But the Kreme donuts are what I desire
Mr. Williams,

had to get you in my bed
So the weeks roll by and what do you know
We hang one night and shit goes down
But she promised she wasn't a hoe
Da na nothing