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and grind day in day out and do this to sun down
Told mom her son's down
To make a plan for us to ball without tears or struggles
That's why I bust it raw
I

counting dollars can't tell you what not to do my dog
They're famous and popular smile for the camera Hollywood holly rules frauds
Millions of albums sold

This the prelude to the album
This is everything
If you can actually pay attention
Imma tell you everything
What do you want to know

Fuck it this

Cube today was a good day
Swung by Mickey D's, had a fish to fillet
All day, Ry say whatever comes to mind
Like, keep calling me son, cause the kid gon'

true wanna be down
Guess how many flows you gotta spit?
Like toilet paper
I'ma put you through a lotta quit
K-Rino getting murked by your kinda flow
You

the strap
Yeah, I might burn ya
Don't be blinded by the lights
Yeah, that might burn ya
I double up on the price
For the right burner
I double up on the price

of albums sold, where does their money go? They ain’t got not a clue at all. I don’t go by the rules, I got a job to do. I ain’t got shit to prove, y’all let

c'est du timeless shit
Pis c'est fuckin' hors du crochet, d'mande à Kenny, hein
L'queb petit mince St-Jean-Baptiste, back then
Première fois, j't'allé

and RnB
Rap music is hardcore and RnB is soft
Nowadays rap is saved for something stranger and we going to change all that
We gonna take it back

Rappers

Can I borrow a dollar or two? you know i'll pay ya back
I'd hate to ask coz I want my pride to stay intact
I'm not a charity case but I'm man enough

of the billboard, top 20 in 12 months, and I'm a
Son of a bitch for it, new policy, new apologies, new kingdom, new democracy, I'm a king by
Birthright, not

feared by these damn pricks
You think a damn bill will fix someone's death your logic must be chronic
Out of pocket no empathy, like you're a piece

Ha ha ha ha hah, I'm laughing with my mobb
While you remained confused by me
The Prodigy
You put your verse I put my verse in
We see who really

I been trynna teach em how to trap but they ain't been listening 
Speaking on a game that they don't know
Like play by play from the trap via Sal

you you're improving 
But he's just being nice 'cause he knows you're losing it, uh 
On Free Mindstate, you were good, not great
By this album, hell no,

ain't an album cut I'm still getting my demo reel off
Ma I promise our break through on the horizon
Know your son has got a lot more left inside em

David, she named her son a king
And I'mma make her proud cause just watch I'mma conquer everything
Then spread the word of peace, with every album I

the best
One of the greatest marketing tactics we've ever witnessed
Cared for just the music, the business wasn't none of our business
The third album

the slanguage
I ain't even drop no album yet
Off mixtapes, that's how I've been maintaining
If you a bitch nigga, sorry
In backs there is bodies
Have your

VERSE 1(GM)
Jet lag but i still gotta work .
Took a few ls but it' could have been worse 
Back to the city that birthed me 
I got a vision so why

the law flip a pack
Sell some weed sell some crack
Whatever to make a stack
Whatever to make it back
I’m Maj O’Narley all ever I did was fuck & trap
I’m

will be gone
2-1 feel like Obi-Wan
And this Tatooine, got too many sons
I got quarters, dimes, nickels, pennies, ones
Changing flows, I got millions

20k money making brothers on the corner

We sell it raw

It's the Re-Up Gang rollers, yeah you know us
Push Ton Key is back with the baking soda

And I spit from the soul, the only way you're gonna feel it
Memories of me getting beat by my dad as a youth
This album represents me, nothing but