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I started filling it
Remember my first benji, now I got millions
I can make good songs and keep all the silliness
Keep 'em guessing like the gym in

give her time
Look I'll be back in a week shorty
I'm On the grind
My dedication is something that
Caught you by surprise
You thought I'd change
And I'd

On Me
No Time To Waste Time 
Hungry Man It's Lunch Time
Outta Of My Way I Want Mine So You Already Know 
I'm First In Line Past Is Gone I Left It Behind

Young picasso, I  feel like pablo
Back  on my god flow, diablo
I'm switching time zones, americano
Revenge  sweet, like gelato
Them story tellers got

Im all in let's all go casino
Cos I fer the band like it's similar to rio
Sit and chill while bars go over your Head like gazebo
Girls got the balls

like i'm Killa Cam
Or Hendrix fam, I am the man
Call me Dan got the master plan
She popping it like a rubber band
They never know my game plan
People

I go head first into the deep end just for the fuck of it
There's no such thing as over my head, doesn't exist
You wanna doubt me motherfuckers, suck

Before I throw shade
I'ma tell ya to your face
I'm from HTINE
I got HTINE ways
But as a New Yorker yo my mind's outta space
Go'on head arrest me now,

I'm in the flesh 
Way I'm livin no regrets 
I get shit up off my chest 
Sip a lil never stress 
Never need no rest 

I want that guap 
First up need

way
Bitch, it's Majin Slump, Sopita Drip
Run it up, we don't give no fucks
By the time you hear about us, my nigga, you don't run outta luck
Ridin' in

First name basis with the plug I be shopping
He get a new one in you know that I'm copping
I'm drowning out the opps ain't no competition
I go bring

better
Get outta my nest
Taking it to your neck
Giving you bronchitis
The way I make you
Speechless
Because
Me
Myself and I
Make these rhymes
Look kinda

balled up my fists then went and beat up his
Like a fat fuck on a treadmill with a Twinkie hangin' by a fishpole
I'ma hit a lick and then run that shit

Buck ten in a bulldozer 
Bitch stay outta my lane
Panoramic influence from music 
A honor student 
But a felon the same 
Tickle ya brain like lobotomy

me back
Already smashed
First class
With a tilt in my glass
Last to laugh no guilt
The only medication is this weed that I've been blazin
If you know

If you would be so kind to let me speak my mind
I would appreciate it 'cause I need to free my mind
And leave behind the pain I keep inside
I need

in my circle
Cause we living by the code
If she get a chance to fuck with me
You better keep it on the low
Got designer all on my body
Yeah this shit

Speaking from my soul, and getting to my mothafuckin' goals
First, was to make it pro
Next, to plant seeds and grow
The whole time I didn't even know, this

Never get the memo
I don't need gorilla but I do need Something that's big glow
Take her ass to pound town but First stop by the liquor store
Water on my

Yo, why can't I ignore The things I've never seen but known as happened before
My mind's trapped in a lore but I'm always asking for more
Three

As everyone stares, I swear that I'm fine
Tears streamin' outta both of my eyes
They love to see all this raw and real emotion
So they can upload it online

tricky…
First you’re on the wave, but then outta flow
Now you splash out - tomorrow out of dough
Thinking you are tough and getting punch in the lower jaw  

the two (RONRON load it up, RONRON load it up)
Take this lil' quarter piece, it's gon' put me in my mood
Life gave me lemons, nigga, it's lemon squeeze

Ay
(Ay)
Who you think you are
(Huh)
Telling me my music's wack
(Yeah, it sucks)
Pshh please, get outta here
(No)
Ayo
Tell me what I don’t know
(What)