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the cut like I'm sully
Went up the creek with a paddle
Getting a few from the album
Turning the game in to putty
Pop out dummy
We the realest y'all roaches

Murder scene 
Stay in ya lane 
This will get red 
Like the shinning 
Times changing 
What is their to do 
I been the man 
What is left to prove 
Patience

any bitch who like the color teal
How’s that for a meal
(Hey)
They said on my first album I went easy
(How?)
By buying kids, evading taxes
(Yeah, that’s

Yea... Yea!
IVN, you're a fucking genius, man. Real shit
GI, GI, GI!

Niggas all up in my city, they still doubting on the kid
I done' proved my self

I stay cooking up the beats and
I buy beats just like I'm Cook
I make moves out in the streets
I build a castle like a rook
I'm never in lackin

vinyl albums by the crate now that's great
it was a bit late for a clean slate
filled up the chalkboard it was time to erase, uh oh
sometimes the biggest

business, have a meeting
So I buried al supplies, then it had me mesmerized
Say a woman in the street with just a smile and blood red eyes
Asked me to come

of Bimmers (Brr)
Niggas got rich off the
Blender and the eggbeater (Whip up)
I don't bang, but my brother bang red
He a demon
Got the bandana around the handle

what you would lack
You gotta pick the pen up and create another tool from scratch
Since I dropped my album I've been comfortable, much too in fact
Been

and screwed up I'm from Houston
Won't go if they won't let the crew in
You got idols I'm their evolution
That's why these hoes dance dance revolution
Public

And you thinking that you got it but I stole it while you playing
Look I'm gonna drop it for the culture that I'm raised in
Got these bullies by the horns I

tolerance
Cuz she did too much of that ouhh
Too many lines in the bathroom
You don't know shit about that
Why you put it in yo raps?
I don't get that
No, I

higher education
I Ain't gonna front I hate how everyone stunts in this fucked up generation
Rappin' with seven devils on my mind
sky's turnin' red it's my

Okay, I need an album cover, who trying to get paid

I got some raid for who buggin, who trying to get sprayed
Five tabs, but I ain't trying to sell

on a jet to go smoke on the bay
All of this cash in abundance, I'm gettin' I'm feelin' myself, baby, what can I say
If you wanna learn how I'm livin', just

Yea. Story time homie.

A lil knucklehead. Fightin' til his knuckles bled/
Influenced by surenos. He had no love for red/
Had to be tough and rep

see, i don't condone worth a fuck.
I caught your album but it's softer than weak,
I shoulda know that shit was awful, it was dropped in a week.
Talkin'

of Island Life, calypso, the Merrymen and all those great naps in B’dos!

Well, it’s 8 below and I’m stuck inside, wish I could afford an airplane ride
Been 7

chidori
I
love my business
My
Life like Christmas
I
Shoot by songs
So
Throw out pistols
My main enemy is in my head
Your Rolex is shit, cause you already

Demonic

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

(Intro)
You are vulnerable here I can not stop what is coming

a puddle
You car payment to spend on my buckle
I’m too crisp and wavy like ruffles
Wanna drop the album and sit back on my throne
Checks in and checking I’m

wanna call no more
Got your memories still in that album on my phone
Sometimes I check em when I'm all alone
Just to know you gone
Say I'm the enemy
Then

message
My presence
Your halo
Will come to you soon
An album by me
Dropping in June

Ayo
Sitting right next the beef

Like its lettuce tomatoe
Complexion

loose track, (Wait) red and blue curtains.
Rendezvous, Ferdydurke, after I be working, in the park by the gate see a body lurking,
hunchback posture,