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wrapped on my head and I feel like a Taliban
Tryna get bread like I'm enter-mans

No  I really don't think they be getting the messages
So I had to go turn

class, that shit was classified
And it's always the bullshit that gon' get instantly gratified
Smokin' on who? Jit white-girl wasted, you must be cracker

on Billboard, I'm guaranteed #1
They'll never say that this nigga slum
For those who slept on me, keep sleeping
By the time you finally wake, it'll be too late

Do you know what it takes to be mine
Baby I'm a star you can tell from the shine

Gbes gbes
Me can't deny 
In the morning and in the night
Fine girls

GO TO THE RIVER

Yael Naïm

She Was a Boy

2010

're feeling stuck in pain, forever

go go go go go tonight, you
sigh and sigh inside you long for
more, more of the life you had be-
fore fore fore, let

ready to be off

I come through holding on your handles
You love it when I lean back and lift you up
I spent a few grand when I picked you up
You hate

Cant even kick shit wit nun of you niggas cause all of you niggas yawl really be lame
I'm wit my brothers you know that's the gang
Never switch on niggas

lmoutour
Hata b roue de secours
Ala mtei nghour
You better know the tools
Elli bch twaslek
Maa laabed b asli
Ncombini w nhustly
Negleg quand tu me casse les

myself

I be ballin by myself
I ain't gotta ask for help
Because you niggas ain't practice, it's okay
Get up off your ass and stack the pape

Remember

dead
The ones who say they love you be the ones that you're dead

I see no evil, I see no evil, see no evil, see no evil
They say their third eye gives

rap could take me way far
Farther than this joke job that collects slobs
And it don't stop, even with the props for the college drops
You feeling me,

athletes 
Hid from the scene when beef got crashy 
I'm in the backseat by my rambo savy 
It's south ting teling me that I'm Anti 
But man don't care I leave

dessert
This the GAT
State of mind
Since I was in high-school
Influenced by crime
Yeah nigga
I came for Mines
Jewellery on my body
It ain't hard to find

Uh, Ayo you niggas garbage I'm way
Ahead by a large margin
See no comp in this house of Hip Hop
Bitch I'm Macaulay Culkin
The god they call me often

we living

We should be happy we living
Don't just try to make a living
Make a million, make a billion
Colonel Vane, I know you feeling

Tonight's

one,
Don’t compare yourself to others baby you a one of one,
We all goin through a struggle no you not the only one,
Being real is rare sometimes I feel

Taste that now I’m sloppy “Can’t drive” can you copy?
I’m high so I fly to the next broad who says hop me
The booty call’s tremendous, mami calls me papi

telling multiple lies
And if you trying to kill me
Be ready 'cuz it's taking multiple tries
Followed by multiple spies
Cut them with multiple knives
They

for the truth.
You say what everybody say, even when you share different views.
censoring yourself just to be liked, that sh*t is pitiful.

Social media

when you see me
Doin the dirty work
I'm doin for the love
Summer in the bronx
Comiendo cuchi frito
If you don't get it
then just listen to the beat bro

Colvin, Claudette
But now that I'm here you ain't seen nothin yet B
I say that with humility
But please don't try and sleep on my ability
On Him, my mind is

And then why'all could throw the skeleton bones right in the closet do'
Now don't be shocked ''cause if you're down I want your hands up high
Say OPP (OPP) I

Don't gotta be your best but I'm in your Top 3
I can take yo girl with no designer on my t
Yo need a dope track gotta run it by me
Gotta run it by me

at eighty two I spit the blues
Gonna be honest you don't know what I know
You saving up and planning to spend a weekend
To try something I eat after I hit