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you think you number one?
With music, did you get make a ton?
Did you get to do everything you want by the sunset?
People call me number one
And I still

of coping (mm)
Taste of opiates, case of O.E.
Turned me into smiley face emoji (woo)
My shit may not be age-appropriate
But I will hit an eight-year-old

catch me on the e way flipping cops off
My belly on her head she give me brain till she lock jaw
Been ballin like an athlete grab my choppa Imma box him

Heaven Help Me

Lizzo

CUZ I LOVE YOU

2019

need
Heaven help me
If love ain't dead I'ma kill it 'cause it's killin' me
Love is a drug with amphetamine
D-A-R-E, they'll be hooked on me

Hit

Step by Step

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

Hold this shit down, she don't know you better school her 

("Step in the Arena" sample scratched) 

Step by Step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit

catch me stressing, Nahhhhhh

 I play the game by the G code, 
Play the game by the G code, 
Being real is all that i know
I live my life by the V code

Bimbo [Live; Bonus Track]

Jim Reeves

Gentleman Jim: Memories Are Made of This

2004

Bimbo 
Jim Reeves
Great Country Hits Volume 1&2
RCA

Bimbo, Bimbo
Where you going to go e o,
Bimbo, Bimbo
What you going to do e o.
Bimbo,

like it was a sport spilling your pixellated blood by the quart in my fort you will submit an I’m about to make you hit quit hitting you harder than

on the gold plate
I sit back catch a vibe, try to pick her brains
But the shit I’m picking up didn’t make her sane
See I’m way too young to waste my life away

stacking right on me
The lies on me
Defied by me
The lines y'all see, are defined by me
Can't see the vision, y'all blind, I see
I can, take so much, that is

with the way I can catch a fever
As the years go by the numbers increase
Give props to me I’m writing till the prophecy is complete
793, 793, yeah
793,

block so quick
I feel Turk will be quiet and take yo shit
I feel Juve will catch you slipping and unload the tech
I feel a big ass helicopter on the set

brotherhood)
Weather you are in the states
I don't see a Nigerian, I see an African
I don't see a New Yorker, I see an African
So by keeping the African identity

the soul up out em'
He going ghost and having out of bodies
I'm on a mission to hit Abu Dhabi
Back in the hood I'm in my brother's Audi
You in your mother's

Ting a ling hear the phat man sing 
 
Running through you motherfuckers 

Hear the dogs barking 

Ferg ad lib trying to catch 8 rings 

This my stage but

to catch a win
Stacking up my dividends talking music till the end
Lifting off like I hit send an SOS I'm gone again
But day or night I'm out of my mind
I'm

a spark
Yeah I just need a spark
Shit this might be the spark I need
I speak guapanese
Catch me lumberjacking chopping tree
I'm from New York I like to chop

I sit here alone 
Niggas talking real wreckless get hit with the crome
And they won’t catch me, I’m like the white boy mane  from Home Alone 
Look,

we're walking in my shoes right now
I'm in my zone, ain't no way I'm bout to lose right now
Leave me alone
I'm tired of you niggas, hit that snooze right

reason you won't catch me out with
these functions, too many niggas wanna hit me with that fuck shit
Too many times they make a nigga wanna pull the stick

moving like the sigma hog album still droppin off haaaaaaaa

Malcontent November 5th and nah bitch the beats wasn't made by the Alchemist (naaaah)
I don't

killing the game, and lately I've felt inadequate
So I took hip hop by the throat so I can have my own stab at it
I wish before sleep I could think about

a tiger by his toe
If he hollers let him go
Turn you to a vegetable
It's time to put in work, blood on my shirt
Time to hit em hard, and show em my purpose

writing this album it's called Cracked Lenses
I done re-wrote the shii like 6 or 7 times
Distracted bout you hitting my line
Distracted by the lines that