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think I'm the coolest but nah dawg not at all
I'm a 90s nigga
4eva a grimy nigga
Always too loyal, always trynna catch a body with ya
Supposed to be like

Blending my own soul, with this fucking music thing
Distractions couldn't hold me back, I'll get over anything

You ain't never be a king, just because you

to
Be better, be stronger
Don't know how to hold on for longer
Like in a box, I'm stuck counting my time on a clock
It's just so unorthodox
How I live my

Back on ‘em for real
Yeah
Back right on the beat, it's WestSiider 75
You'd think they be seats, how my back is on ‘em snaais
Hipno on the beat, finna

and college courses
Still a nigga struggle on whatever course
And it what cost me
Couple friends i done lost and
Still in a slave space paid by the bosses
Daily

of show biz, be bold in this bitch you know it
I need a vacation somewhere surrounded by the ocean
With a studio on a island so my flow can match the waves

money 
And since I'm trapping, I can never leave my phone
I'm serving junkies, Ozs, i pour like two or three and now I'm in a zone
I'm a Z boy, I still yo

keep inside
Cause I can be alone with the thoughts in my mind
And I could take you home show you something inside
But there's a wild learning curve that

girl relaxin' know she 'bout that passion
Young thug on the flipper, man, I'm Z Pound
But we eat good we always see ground
Mayfield, Filiano, Luciano

Born again sinner I'ma born again sinner
And I ask the lord deliver me
All the heads of my enemies
Most of them were friend to me
Now they all just

Always had like zero plays
But Z Ro playing tutor me
Now I rap a lot and it's shifting the way they viewing me
It's a separation of myself and who I used

never forget
Mliniacha jobless for months
Hamkujali kenye nago through as a man
Kenye namunch its all in my past
Sina fare naandika lines block z
Siezi

Steve Harvey
Why you niggas test the G I'm always workin' do not sleep
From the a down to the b I am the one you want to c
And I used to work at carmax I

South in Ya Mouth

Gangsta Blac

Down South Flava

Comin' like a train, boy, it's not a game

What's my name name name? Big Stak Mac
Where I'm from from from? The terrible T
What I claim claim claim? C.W.B

always had a way to doubt
You bait then isolate without a word from your mouth
Don't let moms decide our fate
They can only be proud
They will forgive

Bringing havoc to your local party, spitting rabid
We pissing off police, this beat is gnarly
Sacrifice me to the Lord
And hang me in the booth by my

they gon pull up with arps macs and 223’s i put that on Z 
Im too raw wwe my niggaz gon pull up w arps Look at the scoreboard we up by three if i see

my Z in the trunk
That's a persy we roll up new tunes that we bump
Then hold up epiphany, real thoughts hitting me
I can go forth and beyond

coming back with less
To be real I ain't a rapper I ain't fucking with you rap niggas
Got mad pounds like that bitch lizzo in the trap wit us
Got clips

Revelation

Burton Cummings

Above the Ground

2008

My friend Billy he was actin' kinda silly by the seashore
He started goofin', countin' all the grains of sand
About a thousand and thirty he was

the bottom but the top's where I'm trying to go
My young'un always talking bout dying to go
The only time that he press smoke and your ironing clothes
I buy

frightened by
Y'all should be scared of me, 'cause I can actually rhyme
Most fuckers put words together, others just hit a vibe
But my shits faster devoured

kai ta har cikin gidan Dantata
For Naija na me be shao kahn (life)
And Asiwaju nai be the jagaban (haba dodo)
I'm always on top like a ceiling fan

where's the hate um
Put your face up, can't be comin' in and foolin' us
Cause I got my toes dipped in, right up in the front
By the ocean, rollin' round in