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Leading by example, I'm not following your rules
Coz your morals are bout as consistent as your mood
An outsider but now I'ma go innovate
I'll make a way

on a pike like the album cover
I'ma pass the mic to my rapper brother
If I had other man comfortable with spazzing
A one-handed juggler, jamming like Smuckers

and I get em
Writing new verse and I kill em
Killing the hate in the building

I make em' panic
Hide in this shit by myself
I don't do well with

songs
Be talkin' on the gram And I would kill a nigga

Well, just to have a real dad I go by MILO, I hit a nigga
In the back, the hoe a pimp Witness

should give tap a try
I been rappin' since I was five
Droppin' my album on Halloween
Bitch got too many bodies, she so green,
girl gotta gyat, got me like

Let me tell these niggas something, God
I don't want niggas sounding like me... on no album
Keep it real, get your own shit, man, and be original
Word

now, hold on,
I made it to two and zero, not by hanging with the darkest demons

Been around gangsters that kill civilians for glancing at they women

bad news
Hate to be the bearer of bad news
Your resume was barely viewed
Your album got no views
And bad reviews
Fair dos
melodic airs were misconstrued

rough tone spills the sanity (sanity)
Albums are mean, how can they be? (can they be?)
Your conspiracy theory's trajectory (woah)
Is aimed at my dick,

just gone tell the truth
And if your ass get offended, then your ass must fit that shoe

Real nonchalant nigga, make a bitch go poof
When my shit come

all an album
That might even astound
While I start thinking on
What could be my legacy
I'm not making money now
But I could be
By translating my stories

Lifting the mind with the words that are spoken
The hours go by like we talking on rogan
We high and we joking, we laughing, we coping
The fire, the broken,

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

in my hand

Days go by, making music all night
All these lonely nights, thinking about my demise
I know that I can't take my life, but I got a twisted

you're not with me
I can't talk can't breathe
I'm awkward as can be
Spent another night by myself in the basement
Tryna plan this album out got me pacing

Gills wet, off the red

I'm the ocean, you're riding the wave
My opp can't see straight, in the cave
I treat the album like a tape
I came out

I hit gas and then I enter the room
Yes the album coming out real soon
Really
How much do you want it really buddy
Really
How much love will you put

shoulder lately
Not anticipating on my album Mainly
The lazy ones smile in my face they be hating
Don't know why
You waiting to snake me
Stab me in- my back

shit there goes his ear
Bitch go give me more than half ion want a hemisphere 
Album finna bang catch me out the atmosphere
Yo team looking goofy down in

to persuade em

I looked up to God, He said let's get to business
Dropped an album and forgot it by Christmas
Flip the culture with a quickness
I'ma make sure

LIFE OF A 20 is now done, now wait for my Pan
To heat up, and feats up, when I go for Student Life
I can already imagine the album cover, noodles & rice

traps cause i done seen how much they grab just by tapping on that phone you see how much these niggas brag 

We really made an ocean album off a fucking

losing, Mojojojo.
Now these niggas real red in the face,
Them niggas bozos.
Got these bitches by they weave,
Yeah I’m draggin, no Komodo.
The obsession be

That alone will hardly guarantee it
Music isn't fair by any meaning
My first album sitting for two years
Cos I didn't have the money to release it
That's