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ass to home to your baby boo
She cool, as long as you get there by eight
Bring some money home, and don't be late
Not me, you see me all around
I love

laid, bitch
She suck me way too good
I finna bust on her like first aid
First mixtape on Soundcloud, got hella hit's
First album got paid that nigga

thought you'd say it
Drop a new album just for you to hear it
You like to play me like a game
But this game you play will end today
Blonde hair
Green eyes

Erfan-Her Leave
Album : H
His eyes were all on her 
He wished if it occurred
She broke his heart in sure 
He couldn’t breathe no more 
 
Have you

the fakes
I been stressed out
I can't remember faces
I been working hard
This album had to pace it
And I've been working hard
To get my blue faces

Been on my

When I was a young man
Many years ago
I signed my name on the dotted line
It was a 5 album deal
I figured my fate was sealed
Turns out I only got one

by goofs
Like a hula hoop
Had to make my way out that bitch
Hoe' I'm bulletproof
Since a youngin', they been all tryna joc
It's goin' down at yo spot

a time or two before
When a chance comes along
To grow some more
I seem to shut the door

Fantastic at failure 
A professional terror
I should have built

on yourself (gOd)
Out here rapping for some wealth (gOD)
Instead I do it for your Health (gOd)
Communities Rebuilt (Yeah)
Another Classic Album (gOd)
As told by

state, what I heard, somebody should show her around
Yeah I prolly threw my hoodie up and payed 'em no mind
I prolly played my favorite album like I did

Heard the money it was knockin' at the door
Do-do
Ima angel seen the clock and it was 4:44
Tried to tell me bitches hatin on the low
Low low
Shorty thick

and I need it plenty
Shout out my big bro
He dropped an album go and stream for Eni
Shout out my lil wodie
Hope she ready steady the confetti
I'm bout

more
The sleepless nights alone made it easy, had to push some doors open
I used to give a fuck then, I used to feel broken
Now I got it popping and I

by my side

I ride for this shit, I die for this shit
I go platinum in the streets, suicide for this shit
I go platinum when I die, that's not what I

And them scriptures start to manifest

Call this album 40, cause previously it means to stand the test
Every time I look at my family, I'm like, man, I'm

the album
I'm... too good right now, I feel like the greatest right now
You hear me
Yeah

Yeah
Bitch, I'm blessed, just living my life
Aint a whole lot

a typical dope fiend
What's your horoscope she's hurting call her capri-coping
I wanna get to know you baby leave your door and aura open
So I body a beat

goodbyes at front doors. Seventeen drives through palm-lined streets and miles of crammed highways to Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School at 5901 Pine

the feeling
With no plaques
Back when albums would challenge acts
Like its cinnamon
Now their stats just need filling in
I'll be the villain in
Industries I

I was born by the river
The Jourdan River, yeah
In a little old tent
Bennett Side Alabama yeah
Oh, just like the river I've been running
I've been

ain't Ye or Durk
To be in the field again, I need the biggest check, Jalen Hurts
Real men open doors for they queens, ladies first
I've been bout my LLC,

album and not come out with a classic
All I have is my passion
This rapping gift is a talent
All I do is deliver go check your door for the package
All I

down to it
You know I put in work
West coast, east coast
Any wave I surf
Around the world
My music is getting played
We manifesting the plot
The album is

a limp
I'm on my pimp
Copo conductor
On the train
Tryna get rich
They flapping their lips
I give em a Kiss
30 by 30's
That's on the list
The Glass ceiling