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By the door where the breeze coming in
Or moving with the sun spots
Life is the trip, I was waiting on that one stop
I leave the mall, see the scenes

By the overpass
Telling my daughter
I love her through the plexiglass
Now I'm about to smash
Modern jazz at Alcatraz
Made a whole rap album
I didn't

I say love, you say no
No more organic growth
Baby
I say love, you say no
I don't love you no more
Baby
I say leave, you say bite
I still need you by

the GOAT, young GOAT

Hold up, hold up

I am the GOAT, young GOAT

Yeah I’m definitely drug free, may smoke a n**** 
(reference: “best thang smokin” album by

Guatemalan shawdy masked up outside yo place
So just think bout what u saying before u come talking to Clay
Kick your door and take your drugs j like the DEA
U

Back door
Outside
By your window
She was looking at the wood like Ingle
Yeah I'm thinking y'all forgot this is me hoe
And I'm still tryna figure out who

album get the bitches hella lit
New sound new town I'm expanding it
Empire, new car got a turbo in it
Hot boy fraud boy like a top boy Netflix innit
New

silence
By the factory door
Cigarettes extinguished
Staring at the floor
John Lennon's died

Radio plays
All the old songs
All the hit records
The number

amused by the hues of my muse
If you ain't smiled in a while, good grief
You'll be showing more teeth at the glimpse of my motifs, yeah
Art shows for

searching mislead everytime doors open
Poisoned by love potion world moving in slow motion
Talent keep on showing really gone keep on blowing
They said keep

been grinding I do it by choice
Perfect timing I came in the door
Wanted knowledge I went to the source
I know what I'm doing
It's never been nothing but

You Already Lost

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
Your power is already fading & I’m never

of Norothin
Fucking metalheads have come to your inn to spend good time
Liters of golden dwarf handicraft shall flow down our throats
I'll give you our album if

Just my fate, just my karma, just my fucking luck
Another nigga caught in the fucking SWAT truck
I might bash down the door if I beat loud enough
I

with days wey i they h wey i go faint
If you wanna hear the story loyal boy go play the tape
My album on the way as you they fell back in the days
We

to open the doors of the game to some new energy
If you feel like you still operating, if you feel like you still overlooked
If you seeking opportunity
This

abandoned
Left alone with less emotion
Now I'm locked up in the studio
Putting in these hours
Making albums up in France and all the proof was in the powder,

I get what I need I don’t hang by the door
I am not chilling not waiting cause I am a hustler finesse the plug and get more
Finesse the plug ima cut

nothing, pass the stuffing
Listen up, I'll tell you something
I was fucking on your cousin
Watching Cheaper by the Dozen, ay

This shit is ephemeral

forget to knock cuz On the door there’ll be a sock
Ohh, she like a stripper with no clothes
And I fucked her on the pole
Got them got them got them got

to stay
The weather is changing
Getting colder by the day
I don’t even know what to say
The colors get so grey
Do you know when I pray
When I see you I get

shopping, I know shit you don't know 
I got bitches behind closed doors
Call me Daddy Bey with no chores 
Roof roof, on all fours
You got bitches with cold

too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat

Fuck around and drop another album, that's a 3 peat
But maybe I should take some time and make you niggas miss me
Would you miss me?
Or draw a line in