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Delores T., Screw her, I never knew her
I'm good, like milk mixed with calugha
Intimidated by the songs I made (why?!)
You soft like suede, I'm sharp

No More Interviews

Big Sean

No More Interviews

2016

putting my ex in a song even though the last one went triple platinum
I'd rather put that energy into what's worth having
Like how I got a platinum album

From the South

Paul Wall

Greatest Hits [Chopped & Screwed]

2009

of ice in it
My 3-57 pretty, but ain't nothing nice in it
Too many bitches, and not enough rubbers
Got so many, all my real niggas under the gutter

Track Title - 	AIRBORNE
Album Title-	“R & R: ALPHA”
(a SurvivalMode Music & Media Production/Joint Task Production)

mixed & mastered by: G.U.S.

That Spells Beanie Bitch
(Haha) (Haha)
I swear this is just the beginning
Album is currently under construction
Y'all better buckle up
Album is loading

bitches with me and they really down to touch the road
I been floating cross borders doing shows
I got four five hittas with me and we all live by the code

380 on Dat Ass

Spice 1

Hits, Vol. 2: Ganked & Gaffled

2001

shit on your new album or what? 

Yeah, I'm gonna kick some of that shit
But ah, partner I don't even fuck with the nine no more half

Man don't you

God intervened and he set me free
Now give me the beat, I've been starving
Was pen tapping since 5th grade
By middle school I'd been saved
In 10th grade

I'll let Michael Jordan be my stylist
I'll rock one of them baggy ass Tracy McGrady suits
I've been poppin' since I was 5, that was in '82
Believe

about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper

Holla at Me

DJ Khaled

Major Flavours, Vol. 2

2007

is my number one task
Until I'm under the grass, that's why I'm top of the class
I'm a grit boy lookin' for an ass like Ketoy
Leave a bitch back all

the struggle off they'll never see it in my face
But they could hear it in the voice
Under 5'9 might be the best conscious rapper since Royce
Songwriting for

five feet under the pavement
Everybody said "that bitch
He will never fucking make it"
Look at all them mad now
Wanting beef but i ain't retaliating
See,

option number 5
She Holly, and I'm her Tommy, her wallet is full of Johnnies
Honestly, I'm appalled by the cash she bring around me, yeah
What's a flex? I

on like some Kanye Jeezy
Original 5th season
Ain't no fucking album
Got you looking
Fuck hype, never dick ride
Fuck swag, put the hype beasts in a line
(And

And whatever is his noise drop a tape for you niggas called 
Views from the morgue in fact ill even drop your album call it 
Six feet under you aint no star boy

worth
Y'all niggas eat pussy and burp
The other half of y'all suck dick till your jaws and ya neck hurt
When you address me nigga end your sentence with

got under veil
I feel that I’m ready to steadily work on the album
Creating some shit that’s unreal
But I gotta work on myself first
Cause it’s never

silence
Feel like I cannot fuck with nobody
They solid as soap they gon' slip under pressure
In the rain, they gon' fold in they ain't by me
Got love for

the back
I hit it from the side
I let her suck my dick and
I nutted in her eye
Now, they wonder why they call her Strawberry
'Cause she's under 35,

could never judge
I had guys I called brothers leave me in the storm
That's why my heart still cold even when it's warm
All of a sudden they forget

And What

Bugzy Malone

And What

2018

when it rains can I get the roof back
And on corners can you be a drifter
And if we see the enemy can we make the exhaust go 'puh puh'

Baggin' up

bang
Now think twice fore you speak
Here to take the crown and
I mean by any means (my shit go)
Bang, bang, bang, bang
It go hard in the street
Name

go to bed early
My bedroom was right by it
Singing "Gloria in excelsis Deo"
Sure enough angels came to comfort us
And we rode on wings through all