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Hey songwriter, where have you been
I haven't heard from you in a long time my friend
That first album you dropped got me through a lot
I played it

genius, a dollar for the genes you want
Because god, is green with us
Do you trust, the guy on the bill
When he fades over time in your pocket
Shit, your

rather see us locked up
No pay, no joy, all my homies stressed out
Down to West Coast smoking, feel like
Spazzing out a lot of bills to pay no money
I feel

and torched many times before
By my closest people but my heart made of gold
I trust in God for protection He fight all my battles
In these wilderness it's so

dividends
Bills coming hella quick
Thanking God for the cash every week but I'm tryna get it like Gary Vee 
Whole team gotta feast!
Irrelevant is the opinions

dime
I'm the Jesus Christ of debt and bills, and a lack of goodwill
What I feel, bring my one knee down, to the ground
My debt is an ocean from which I

or jealousy
Only love shall reveal
Surrounded by happines
In a world full of joy
No more wars to be ended
Released as our souls

Mailbox full of bills to pay

a car (whippin' a car)
My nigga got the old Xbox in-, in his cell
By the time he's home I could grow dreadlocks, uh
Niggas bro-, niggas broke my heart,

to be that boy
Wearing a tag with my name don't really bring me joy
Plus with time flying by, I'm trying to use the shit wise
I'm trying to juice them

took the dagger you went and leaned in for the kill
Leavin' me in debt now I gotta pay these bills
Went runnin' out the room stomach feelin' ill
Tryna

Yeah (hah!) yo
Kellan told me to go balls deep on this shit
That's facts
I got more let me roll them out like
Joy to the World I'mma burrow
Bowed

a legal crime for me to keep my steel
But on a brighter note
I'm still serving, shit working out
Bills paid and my bitch bad she came with a Birkin
Hair

ability to camouflage is so clean
Working in uniform
Wasabi for lunch
8 hours flying by
It's home time
B-I-T-C-H
Not figuarally
But thoroughly
I keep

smiling

I'm meant for this shit
If you can't tell then check the hits
I swear right now I do not miss
I'm proving it through the list

Warzone and there's

quickly
You just turned pale bro'
A dizzy twirk I'm happy
Trickling for joy bro'

You wanna talk about cash ?
First make the money shot
No need to tease

of the churches
Just for those people to say I have purpose
How are those comments gon' help me in life if I don't believe I deserve it
Have you ever been sleeping

Yo,
I'm crisp like a newly printed bill 
You know
Dank fresh cut off the plant at the mill
So smooth I make a dike go straight for a night
So cold I

Sing unto God
Sing praises
Extol him that rideth pon the heavens by his name
What his name?
Jah!
Ride Natty ride, ah
Ride Natty ride
We riding, aye!

runs in your blood

Oh damn, oh damn, oh damn boy
Try to focus, hold the joy
Did Jezebel come to destroy?
Or are you falling for a ploy?
It's your fears

It's always a vibe with Julz
Always out for the thrill
Never need a chill pill
Turn the mic on Naija boy i kill bill
No bad lines bwoi they all get

feeling like they hate me
Ian got the time
And these women know that they can't treat me like them other guys
Get me while I'm hot or get left in that box

a choice
I'm tryna get to the point
Can't you hear it in my voice
Just give me some joy, or give me a joint
Matter of fact, fuck that shit, give me some

world a flame, snuffed out when he died
He’d done his time in pubs and bars and roamed the valley o’er
He drowned the ghost of yesterdays in spirits

what ya love, flood the club, rafting up the rapture
check it , uh uh, get to floating like bouy, see a black swan, when you jump for joy
toyin with you