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And on and on and on and on and on and on
So weh me say
Shag you went number one took top gun
How they riding you every boys deciding to
Stop the track get trough you what the hell
Oh
By playing out, what can I explore
Games and gadgets are a lot of fun
Why is it better to go out and run
When you run, your lungs are happy
Your heart
Can't get caught up with this drama
I prefer the darkness. I like being alone
I do not fuck with y'all so, please don't hit my phone
I know it ain't
what you think
Politicizing things never fixes any problems
How about we work together so we can try to solve them
No one can stop you from using your
about my ways
Can't sleep thru the night
But hey
Such is life
Such is life
What's yours like?
I know mine has been...
Well, let's just say interesting
none
Run up in your shit so quick that
You can't even reach for your gun
Boy I let you down so quick
If you even reach for some
Careful who you bum I
at the mansion
Always moving , can't sign a lease
If you're good, don't do shit for free
Can't be choosey, cause I need all the Gs
Can't believe some kids they
'm sedated
Motivated and I'm ready for this race, kid
You know what it is
TLO we handle biz
Instrumentals
Good vibes
Getting by, that's how we live
Heads
her I'd do the most
Be the best that you can be
And never lose hope
run the world
Had to take it from the girls
Wanna eat off golden plates yeah
Bitch I need diamonds and pearls
And you can't forget my image
Cuz you see
start to close in
And then time starts to pass you by
Don't act surprised
Better be careful what you ask from god
I had some jobs, shit, I quit
gotta flow so rare that you’ll never catch me
Never ever catchup, never get your zest up
I’m the realest rapper, never ever sell up
Or sell out
It’s me
Break your own back if you must
To get what you need from those you do not trust
Serve up a meal from all that you feel
So others can eat to their
Mr Satellite
Taking Flight
Rest in peace
Yea
Shit getting real
You feel me
Niggas really
Niggas dying
And
Aint shit we can do about it
You
kid
The one in Caribbean fundlin' your bitch
We off in the whip (Where) fortely six
Mary ana like a lovebug off in her shit
Don't let the sun fool you
armed stay with it
Aint have enough of that bond till you live it
They have weapons to charge But those weapons aint ours
I'm concerned I took your
You know maybe they're right
I do get high all the time
And I am immature
But most of all I'm
I'm
I'M
I'm a Goofy Goober
Comin' like Squidward, why
things I want to do I got em listed
Can tell you about my dreams but I rather show completion
Life of priorities and the first is better living
Took double
More than you can take
But now im playin by the books
And i aint playin no games
My mama raised on me on her own
Ridin thru those waves she surfed alone
Damn
I want you to need me
I want you to need me
I want you need me
Take my time from this ain't want you to see me
Didn't seen this coming I ain't
commentators
Can’t see no evil I’m getting to paper
Deep in the game like I’m stuck in a crater
Saved by the bell I feel like ac Slater
I’ll run it up til I go I
If I was taller, you would run from me huh
If I wasn't balling I couldn't be your cup of tea huh
I mean, what if I wasn't somebody huh
Since
handle me, so get back n' let me do me
Or I'll be that contrary droppin' your ass six feet deep
Who am I? Who am I?
Who the fuck am I? Reppin' that 2 6
you're partyin'
Take a break break in the audience
Do your footwork break and stop again
I'm lookin' sharp you can't compete with a champ
Steady
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