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founded
I'm surrounded by people that keep me grounded
I'm a stone cold stunner
Hit my rock bottom last week
But that's okay cause ima cold motherfucker

plan, all of my life, I always been the same man
get with a group, look for the truth, come to find out, that the team was aloof
stuck in the stupor,

vibe with me
Bring me a drink or two in this bitch man
I gotta go off for just a moment
Yeah

Forever grateful to dream and wake up is a blessing
I

different
Mike Tyson
Self sufficient like Dyson
Throw a line
Fuck the outcome
I'm going fishing
I'm on my biblical shit so please don't test a man
A lot

bopping with the buddies
Feeling proud
Stick it to 'em
Sticking by me
That's a team
No one up on my cloud
Flying high
It's a ride
If I write
You cannot

She looks a little shy, let's make her feel warm inside
Looking down, one eye out, the other's covered by her hair
She's lookin like a constellation,

chef, top chef, top chef
I make sure everything in the pot stretch
I'm the top chef, god bless
Birds by the flock slept inside of the bird box nest
I

wanna hop in the Rolls Royce her red bottoms match the interior
She wanna have fun with the dopeboi's
She never met an OG BLOCK Boi
Say that I want

Distortion Product

I manage to impress, can you guess what's next, rhymes I got em, you better bet your bottom
it's time for jammin, get your mind

what you owe
To my ancestors who came here on the bottom of boats
The same ancestors who died so that I can vote
They be my sight so I can see clear

searched this house top to bottom and it seems to be empty
The only friend I have is the man on the tv
But I don't even really know who he could be
He could

Puerto Rico (Uh)
By the time
That I switch up the flow
Catch me a pop
Then I'm upping the score
4 pocket rockets
We pull up with choppas
Don't come for no

Yeah the bottom of the barrel It looks just like the top
I been turning this thing over In my mind and I can't stop
On the long slow trip

No reason like KD havin' M's purchasin' a brush
Polished n' you mistakin' my skin for rust
Maybe cuz I'm from the bottom just like rug
Gotta' retire,

Baby this love, I'll never let it die
Can't be touched by no one, I'd like to see him try
I'm a mad man for your touch
Girl, I've lost control

Honestly, I've hit my rock bottom so many times
And each time I wanted to call you yanno
Like that's how we used to get through things but
It's not

never lose that is the mission 
I know they love it man I'm fish poling niggas bitches 
Painting a picture, Picasso it's something different
Something was

the coupe
Gang like the army if it's up I'm callin on my troupes
All that pump faking that he doin but he not gon shoot
Set the play up and let my mans finish

to palm a million before thirty
Driving by myself
I'm the only one that can hurt me
You're the calm before the storm, but I wear the weather like a mood

Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Baby, this love
I'll never let it die
Can't be touched by no one
I'd like to see 'em try
I'm a mad man for your

though
Rainbows only show when its rain though
Rainbows only show when its rain though
Rainbows

Yeah aye
I'm distracted by light that I'm causing, I'm all

with the sharks
So I don't entertain bottom-feeders
Middle-finger to the non-believers
Yep, damn, she a eater, I gotta feed her
I never changed, I

and finessin'

Smokin' on this loud, I be higher than a cloud (dope)
Turn up, turn up, turn up, smokin' kush by the pound
Shoutout to TA, that's my

Ethereal

The Underachievers

The Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

2014

wish, uh
Started from the bottom with no pot to piss
Now my generation love me and my conscious shit
Bull doze your prius, no stoppin' this
Weak niggas