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to the reaper
And none of these rappers wanna battle I'm leaving niggas with seizures
Don't worry about the last album, that's a sleeper
I walk up on a nigga

raising up the score
  I need my name on top of the billboard
    I deserve it all I worked too hard
Recorded ten albums under one year
         labels

who I am
Now I'm standing tall conversation with fans
I remember the days had nothing lose
Now i'm surrounded by winners they all paid their dues
I'm in

the moment and day
I emerge and get to the trophy and fame
I don't need none of that
I'll get through like a running back
Head down by the grace of God
Them

tryna move my family by the lake
Everything that I touch you know it's great, I'm taking every chance I never flake
Yes I'm a leader, gotta obligate,

Dropped an album off my Label with no salary!?
Now the youths Dey feel my music up in badagry 
how far Guy no colour no bandana 
Blocking every convoy

nigga, you know drop albums while working overtime?
Old relationship, bad habits fading the nine to five
If I'ma go get it, ima get it, live it until I die

sage
Who said I ain't on a roll
All my albums gourmet or Adobe in the sun or a jewel To your day
As long as women like it
I don't give a fuck what yall

might think, "What if I fall?" (Yeah, you know how I start the album man)
Well, what if you don't? (Gotta do something hard)
What if you fly? (Turn my

rough tone spills the sanity (sanity)
Albums are mean, how can they be? (can they be?)
Your conspiracy theory's trajectory (woah)
Is aimed at my dick,

hair, I was there
I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter
Your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses in

done some things that are frowned upon by other people, but I
I don't know, I admire you in a way, for everything that you've done
Drive for
But.. I

a clock, but I punch a clown Smashing in your parents' crib, don't make a fucking sound
King of New York, I don't want the crown Ask whoever the king is by

passionate novelist
You just noticed this, not new, just no diss
By the time you hop on, my life will be over with
You are goin' through it, mayne, you need

written by Tarantino
I'm blowing up the music and the movie scene like I'm Childish Gambino
Carhartt jacket weighing heavy on my shoulders
Fuck the weight

and all we did was kiss
They say Raymay should've kept the album all he did was diss
Stupid lil bitch I can't deal wit no children
Scrolling through

straight
Said I wasn't on my grind, must have been a deep fake
One day I'ma have it all for mastering this wordplay
Tryna play my album, but ain't no smoking

your G-
Gauge, get engaged
With these shells, like my enemies (yeah)
Man, fuck peace
By any means, you get shot up
Even your hut, trees
Was

hold up
Wait a minute I ain't shit you say?
But 3 albums over seas a bitches bills are paid
You fugly monsters all up in my juicy booty today
But don't

tipsy
John legend rookie album, we bout to get lifted
This weed bout to get lit, we gon be high as the tip
Of an asterisk, look in my eyes, ain't gotta

you ain't got no bread to buy it

I been in a different zone I just been activating
Your album flopped, you got no bars, mine went fucking amazing
You

that was me
And when I was there I didn't think the world wanted me having dreams
I tried to sleep
I locked the door
To lie at peace
But I was seen
By

fit
Purified by the fire
So it comes and I don't trip
Shit I'm Feeling like a bullet
How I move with the click
See my squad we don't miss
Getting

Understand
Understand
Understand
Understand

Understand
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