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the world by storm and leave 'em sick to they stomach
And let 'em sing it and hum it
You hear this beat Imma run run it
I don't say it in a verse unless I've

but you on the bench, ooh
All of my bitches be French, ooh
This is for all those who switched, ooh

I just re'd up on a check
I just re'd up on a check

Yo, hey man, I know you're sorry, I forgive you, God forgives you, no matter what anyone
Says, this is our story
I never felt so low until I felt

causing this mess
But never leave while I'm trying my best
While the road is hard, even with these scars
I don't wanna be bleeding next
I don't wanna sing

to follow but GOD's way is The Way
I'm only 19 years old but I feel like I've lived 40
This was merely a handful of YEHOVAH's wisdom
To Him alone be

of Trisha
Why every time we talkin' money
All I hear is crickets?
Everybody say they boss 'til a
Boss come in the room
Man this rap shit fake as hell
All

Two four I ball like a laker
New team like I play for the pacers
Counting this money im counting this paper
You sneak diss so we lifted ya face up

Kill your idols 

Then my rivals 

This is your final destination

The invasion 

You didn’t wanna go 

Motherfucker death row

End up in a catacomb

of light so I can help you see shit
X-ray through the fake, facetious, believe this supremeness

Imma god on beats, or a dog off leash
Rav a doggone beast,

Wake up in the morning count my money fuck a bad bitch 
You know what I'm puffing on is never nothing average 
Balling on you niggas like a marlin

I question if they're bonafide
What's the reason that you're here, what's the trigger
Is it the fear of time flying by, the fear of going through

Formally known by the name Sam
(Beat The Beat Up Like I'm Bam Bam)
Kill the beat with my man Kham
I don't see you got my Ray Bands
Moving the cards like I

might as well made this is far facial day
Cause I survived the blacklist and
Then the break away
So when you see my track listing
Copy and paste away
Most

that we go in on this beat (We talkin' bout the church, Preach)
Talk is cheap better come with a receipt (And everybody say)
Amen, amen, amen, amen,

The Blind Man Story

Boomdabash

Barracuda

2018

It ain't no glory
Four times a week I listen to this blind man story (oh-oh-oh-oh)
The blind man blues is on (oh-oh-oh-oh)
He can't see the sun

as shit, that's why my school be calling my home
My mother it is, like what he do this time, since y'all calling my phone
(Jameson smacked a student with

clever
Not by much, but now I'm making a point
Not making a movie but tryin Spike Lee joints
What I mean by that is now I got a film degree, I'm educated

my bread and butter 
And this shit right here my jam

At this point I'm the thumb and middle finger meeting up
My life is a movie 
Let you know when

Larry Csonka

Action Bronson

Dr. Lecter

2011

I'm rollin' in the car, it may be shaky, never spill it, though
Cause when I rhyme, I feel possessed by El Espirito
Encounters of a Third Kind, X-Rays

With my head bowed down
Clutching that crown
Wishing for the peace of mind I'm without
Turn my face from this crowd
This is no place for me now
Embrace

Benjamin calling who is it
If it ain't Benjamin calling who is it
I gotta get it (Gotta get it
I gotta get it (Gotta get it)
I gotta get it (Gotta get it)

ratchet, yeah they call me Clank
Flipping the script, you get hit in the lip
I'm surrounded by honeys the Jack that I sip
Checking my texts to get to this

"Catches bullets with his teeth? Nigga
Please" "The secret await's eyes
Unclouded by ambition" "What?"
"Those who are bound by desire
See only that

Girly it's really a whirlwind 
Of possibilities 
I was feeling the
Probability 
This was gonn hurt me 
I should've just gone with my gut
But logic is