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Bother me again, I'll put some tunnels deep inside your body

You a glutton for the punishment, you fools don't wanna quit
Tell just by the name I'm eating

this song isn't just a track
In... fact, this a form of me giving back 
To the youth im telling them shoot for the stars and stop shooting gats
He said

a mentor they couldn't know
I am the master done developed (oh.. grrrrr)
Bitches f*ck me with the lights on (oh)
Drive them crazy but no license (oh)
I wont

cut a check
Don't want me talking crazy then you better step correct
I like you but you got to get your life on track
Like this 30inch weave hanging

man, all these beats that you sellin' me, I ain't feelin' 'em
Trash all your microphones, just get rid of 'em
Flow go crazy, you gotta admit it son,

the losses when the war is done
Accept the inception the exception is who I is
My voice is weapon can break you by breaking silence
I won’t wait on a waiting

when I borrow my folks' wheels
(But you can't drive) whatever, our van died
(Get a good bike) who I look like, that Lance guy?
I ain't pushing no

the main deck, it’s like a train wreck
I'm off of the tracks, no talking behind my back
I’m slick upon attack, you ain’t playing with that
Just mind your

back just like defenders
If my nigga got me, I don’t doubt him. we be gettin that doe by the thousands
We ain’t got no time just for loungin’. You tryna

might getcha toe jammed
If you can't see da point
You disabled ya mind swayze
In other words
You must be blind
Cripple, or crazy fa tryna play me Toldju

don’t got shame?

You startin’ problems, you getting lame

Wait till its coming, wait till The Change


Judging me by my perspective

She look in

your pockets and get shot by cops
And people rot in jail for smoking weed, man what the fuck!?
Do you see it now?
Why I don't need help?
Because I'm so

my sicker self
The shipment is coming by the loads, I need a bigger shelf
My white bitch told me, boy, I love you with your nigger self
Damn
I'm

Oh, fuck! You fellas need to stop playin'
Looks like we went too far with our last track
It made y'all feelings get hurt, now y'all Actually got mad

been mistreated by their fair share of Christians
The same ones telling me that I can't make this music explicit
Fuck with my clique you get that heater

Yeah

I worked hard for what I got
I'm on my grind, I ain't gone stop
Catch touch me now, cuz I'm too hot
And you mess with the fam and you might get

stalking Me
Drive a nigga crazy on feet tryna Walk with me
Bumb niggas asking For hugs nigga get off of me 
I let him eat my pussy then i pacc'd Him up 
Now

And they wondering why I stay but you drive me crazy
All I can say is

Baby you deserve the Midas touch, your Midas touch
And I can't, never get enough,

froze
Like embryos to sell to you baron hoes
And overthrow the globe with bogey babies
Stuck indoors but i wanna be out there in the crazy
More at home

lookin')
Got me lookin' at me like I'm crazy or somethin' (let me hold some, cuz) 
Yo, what the fuck you talkin' about?
Tryna get that kind of cash, but

of Valium inside her palm
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
Roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by

flow been illy
Bitch, I feel like my name T.I
Can't no lame nigga say that he feel me
I be starvin', I eat on the track a lot
You can't drive bitches, so

I guess you could say
I got a way with words
If you want a verse you better pay me first
Cause I'm still a monster when I'm at my worst
And I know it

How I Met My Ex

Dave

Game Over

2017

tracks, made 6 or 7 racks
A couple days later on twitter I saw this photo of myself and I was grinning
That 4K camera of quality had got me tripping
So