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complaints cause I was gone two years
Ain't none of y'all stayed the same
I had to get it on my own and now they wonder why I choose to be alone
They think

Uh
And you already know what it means when you see these two names connected
Yeah
Niggas counting favors while we out here counting paper
Fueled by

we leave
Road trip triple D just to get something to eat
Or a jet to the west cuz a label wanna meet
(Uh huh)
Whether talking bout streets, whether

Monopoly

[Verse 2]
'Cause when the rappers start grindin'
It's a shame, a out-of-towner gotta sign them
But when his album drop and he go diamond
Everybody

Aye yo (Ha Ha)
You know how we coming
We just made this album just because you feel me (Just because bitch)
We ain't have shit else to do so

Yeah
Check'a
Let's get it (Check'a on the beat)
Uh, what's good homie
I heard in the street that we got beef and you out here tryna look for me
But I

wanna say my name in a lyric
You make an album to show your talent
But instead
Ghetts made Freedom of Speech and said
My name every two minutes
Man wanna

I was crossing over second street
View was looking heavenly
Drifting from reality and dreaming of some better things
Kid with some broken wings
Guess

by chance
Flip your coin or claim your cash
I just wanna go and make my craft
Third revision, raising class
Don't think I'm real
Tell me how you feel
I

I ain't had a rough time
Yea I got to grow up
Raised by niggas who ain't ever gave a fuck
Still real niggas stood ten toes tall
Told me it's real

been
My mind fits in all spaces
With no storage in it
In a year, I dropped 2 albums
But the digits didn't
The year ain't done yet
And I ain't even

my growth
I value people close to me and that's my biggest oath
And to my brothers nlyb that's fucking quote
I'm working hard to get respect by all

Song Name- Love Me. Album-Messy

Woke up this morning wiped the sleet out from my eyes, opened the curtains and the birds were in the sky, oh what

Juicy
Just hit up Popeyes then dip with a 2-piece
Album be droppin’, you fakes lookin’ goofy
I been smokin’ on the boofy, yeah
I just been smokin’ that

I know you a real one ?
So maybe you'll feel when I'm telling you this
You know this game, you've sat on that bench
6 by 9 cell and it's smelling

Said that's that Kaepernick energy
Bended Knee, Boyz II Men
I'm 21, voices creep
Whispers that I'm much too young to be out, son
By out, I mean out

the sun so scared of me
Sally sold me sea shells
Shelly's shore been shining by the sea
I've been starving in my town
Cali been the place to eat
Momma

and a person still in my life these are only facts
My second album drop hot like cook crack 
And now it's time to hit the street and never look back 
I'm not

strategizer

Peace PAC we still bangin' all your albums

I study martyrs

Street legends 

Great authors

Music legends

Fuck Elvis/ muddy waters

Fine artist

doesn't work
You want me on your album well at least it's about a k a verse
I don't do it for fun i do it for real over the years i developed a skill

trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart movement.
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album

want the best for you
I know you already know this 
Keep writing and spitting and
Just stay focused
A feature on your album 
That's really kinda dope

and tongue pass
And we got a routine
She cums alot and I cum last
Im all in it
Breaking down every wall in it
Cold out in these streets
I stop by to get warm

it, They dont call me pops for no reason
Ya nah mean
I'm out here poppin niggas
Givin bus fare and wisdom to all you street mufuckas
Fuck with me dawg