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a license
And a heart full of reckless entitlement
This one's for you
Uh, I took a step outside
I shoulda' looked both ways
Cause the second I was under

"'The Charabanc Trip' by Ivor Biggun accompanied by Robin Langridge, aged 14, at the piano forte.
Music maestro please!"

On the map of North Notts

every minute
Bitch I am not finished
I’m baked in my kitchen, I’m whipping
I’m whipping up the chicken
Really eating good
Bitch my dick delicious
Finger

spite of" for me
They think tweets will have us "suffering succotash"
Every year they tell us "they ain't playing no games" again
Y'all was playing? Many

of years
Done so many shows and captioned every audience
Everything I do gets B.I.G. like the notorious
Staying in my lane, no boundaries and it's obvious

and captioned every audience
Everything I do gets B.I.G. like the notorious
Staying in my lane, no boundaries and it's obvious
That every minute I spit in

me 38 hot that's how you know that I'm livid
What part ain't you getting? Hold up wait a minute
I'm still learning how to love oh nah nah
No ma'am I

dollars every time my pen rhymin'
Fact is I need ten commas next to the name Ren Thomas
Tell the truth, with a gun to my head I'm dead honest (bang

matter
Dribble down the floor
And I run it back faster
2 minutes in 2 3s in the score
Full court press and we drain a few more
Number 42 with LeBron 19s

to be seen
Police see me ride by, they can see me gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And ride with a new chick, she like, "Hold up!"
Next

team ball in the 4th
Your team your team don't even score uh

My team better than yours
My team my team better than yours

Bang
A yo and uh by the way
My

jaw
Knock out ya teeth
Then smile and say "Let's go eat"
Red Snapper oysters and fettuccine
Givenchy snakeskin and florals
By Riccardo Tisci
Have you

Sincerely by me congratulations for getting your high school degree
I was trying send you gift but the niggas facility was acting like a bitch
They

Keep a full clip on me, nigga, what's your purpose
Lucidity, I'm TLC, creepin' to the surface
Bit me by the tongue, I think I can speak to serpants
Cut

wanted too

Tell you what I'm gonna do
Put my niggas on and every song I gotta flow like flu
Niggas ache to hear the truth

Shit I paint up in the booth

bleach

I be hella tripping, tryna double up my ditches
Every single time I get inside their ditches
Motherfuckers tryna kill me for the riches
I ain't

Yeah
The Remix
I know I'm destined to win
And you are too
I'm inspired too
By You and You
Right
Aye
Uh
Woke up and I started my day, now I'm feeling

tryna stack me eight figures (my brother)

Twenty-two hour bang uut, really squeezed my hammer (walk outs)
Got a big ego like Bobby Kasanga (uh)
Came

the grades so its minumum wage
by the time you go to look a job
but on the streets we are learnin every other aspect of the criminal trade
so instead we gonna

racks, you can tell by the rain you bitch
She gon' throw that ass, (ay) I wanna bang a bitch
Ok like wait
I've been getting paid
e-girls on line so i'm

Ooh oh, hey
Hey, oh-oh, hey

He comes from a foreign place
An island far away
Intrigues me with every move
Til' I'm breathless, I'm helpless

to Rick's bakery, can I help…Wait a minute, aren't you the famous Rock?
Yeah, The Rock, the people's champ in the house, what's happening Slick?
Oh God dang,

to Rick's bakery, can I help…Wait a minute, aren't you the famous Rock?
Yeah, The Rock, the people's champ in the house, what's happening Slick?
My God, how

Reflecting on the come up, tryna get on every record, speaking like a college professor
At a college lecture, one up myself, my wealth add another comma