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the youngest in charge, ayy CB
I'm the youngest in charge and that shit be a fact

You speak up my name and that shit get you whacked
I pull up the whip and it

They wanna be the president
Talking to your specialist
Go ahead get a therapist
Shits really hesitant
Came up by myself yeah
I got it figured out
Working

knowin' all the feelings that I feel
I'm changin' personas, man, I'm switchin' up

On them, I ain't tryin' to be fake, I'm just tryin' to be real
Like I,

I feel like screaming so I'm just finna scream

Yeah, trippin' in the desert, I got sand in my shoes, yeah
Don't change who you are, I need you

a shot at your headband
Now that lil' nigga a dead man
Pick up a pack in the trap like the mailman
Scoob hit a jugg for ten bands (Who?)
This trappin'

pussy baby pop it


Hold up


She said I taste like chocolate


Hold up


It ain't nothin' here we can't afford


She want another line off the keyboard

shit   
Never in suits less its Santa Con with the cameras on like click click click    
Yeah Saint Laurent on my wrist and I cannot read analog but

like Venus
I'm a need a rack ima go to war for it
Tryna get dumb money like run forest feel like the president ima run for it
Whole lot of weight man I

Jay but it's auto-immune we in the room
Squad full of monsters like it's a zoo
Among Us imposters kid who is you
Ridin' this beat yeah like a Suzuki

its fucking worth it
I just want to feel I'm loved
Don't care if she fucking shirtless
I just want somebody that could maybe give me fucking purpose

I find myself up late at night
Straining and showcasing my poor eyesight
I should quit smoking, it don't make me feel right
I guess that I like it

show
Where I'm from we just roll it up
Lately I been showing up
Wasted to industry events
Mobbin' but I'm still alone
I think the road's the only place

jack it like Canada Goose
Take bands then abandon what I'm granted to
You got hundreds of fans I got talent to prove
So why you pretending I'm happy with

the rubber bands
Ain't about money I'm sorry don't understand
I can't hit him I bet you my brother can
We pulled up made that boy do the running man
Feel like

know
Out wit' tha band, up in tha sand
Up out tha trenches we head to tha land
Shinobi Wit me I'm keepin' like ten
Head to the Ginkou we changin' to yen

Would I pronounce wrong?
It’s cool, I don’t bother
They don’t like rap
But they act
On bands
That only do covers
Brother
Imma poet
Pick a language
Imma

stacked

Cursing on the lean banging the bed cracked
 
Praise the lord, 
Fall on my sword,
Fill my cup         
Switch it up  I'm bored
 

I'm a demon

swooshin’
But then I got feel for writin’ music 
Now I be producin’
Always make moves and
Doin’ anything to get the win
Get it by the hair on my chinny chin

swirl[01:20.52]Cause I need you here with me[01:23.02]Baby it's alright if you only stick by me[01:24.78]Cause I'll start war by you[01:26.24]Cause baby yea you so

used to feel abandoned
Lonely Child like Youngboy
It ain't the worse thing that ever happened
And I couldn't mask my pain
So I wore it on me like

yeah, kyuro
We mobbin straight up, up on the floor,
We a group of lions always staying hungry
With the power, yeah that shit like money
I’m Never moved if

ebonics
Told that hoe that I'm different no regular artist
I get up in her mouth like a real orthodontist
No I get up in her head boy I feel like a bonnet

that then I start flooding the streets
Shoutout to Milly and Nelly that's FAM
Unc and Neph crazy it had me like damn
Feel like the Throne cause Im bout

the king

Take them xans baby oh yeah
Take them xans baby oh yeah

Oh girl, it’s crazy that you mention that you feel like I’m not here
Like don’t you know I