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to him
On both knees with a list full of outrageousness
It was hard to sleep when I heard the gats blam
Followed by the sound of burning rubber like

over fucked by your not so fellow man
You gotta let it go
Gotta let it go
Gotta let it go
Gotta let it go
And there's a guy better looking than you whose

Not even a symphony knows
Bet I'd be set if I settled by yelling out something
Like pimping these
But I'm not giving my soul
Just focus until it all

give me the smoke
Step up to me, I'll grab you by the throat
Take that fake Louis V and I'll piss on the coat, bitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ay, yeah
Yeah,

to move on for real, do this for real,
7 full albums, no deal

I got a picture of us in my mama's place,
Ain't got no time today no time to waste
A type

to treat it
I'm a giant to you elves
Your albums stayin on the shelves
Lookin at my one hand I can count all of your sales
My cells are built different
I'm

to middle school when everything was bliss
But now I'm stressing out 'cause 21 is getting closer
And I haven't dropped an album yet, I might become a solider

a few strands, sent back boxes of it by the dozen
Yeah, this shit I did on these beats is the shit I did in the streets
This album just a biproduct

winner
But your off season
Has been all season
And that 7 song album all felt like teasing
Will they believe in me
Or will they all be leaving
Cause y'all

Smith
You can get rocked
Head chopped
I give it one more album
Till you get dropped
Best rap category
No way that your suited
Your just put there
To make

to get in touch right now
We should have nothing to discuss by now
I keep it real at all times I don't do the flaunting
When I don't want to close the roof

conceptualize
Am I living life a lie?
Am I dishonest?
Am I lying by my own appearance
Wearing Nike hoodies to the shops to shop the latest clearance
Wearing out

giving this my all cause I've got all I wanted
If you know who I am, you may have been coerced
By my pleas when I said "Please listen to my verse"
And if

cheaper by the dozen
I back on track press record, feel

Is it love is it lust
Is being real not enough
Is my time almost up
These questions that need

my bills by the mention of my name
But my brain is the one to blame, it plays a bunch of games
I write something ill, I get sick of it, get a stomach

motivated by the love
Create, it's what I do
My album of legacy pieces, people discover
I'm a fighter and a lover, die hard like Danny Glover
For anything I

I'm super driven by the world right
Number one, leave you back in the bag
Where y'all made me look bad
Cause I wasn't that wack
Highest in the room

People are actin', like I ain't gonna go galactic, you're bein' outran, by a fuckin' automatic, asthmatic back at it, I'm New Here was static, but

sick of me Me and DC got a album, no, I can't be stopped in this shit
No one is on my level, so don't ask for a feature Ain't hoppin' on shit
These

be honest with yourself
Dont be trustin' no one else
By your boss you gotta run cause you not trustin' yourself
It might seem like a dream if you leave

tree
No you will not see that fruit really rotten
A bad tree cannot bear good fruit
And you can tell a bad tree by its root
Spreading your word out here

that's on my shoulder, how?
When I put everything I had into that fucking album
Actually it's just an EP
Really wasn't that complete but honestly it's

Beyonce had the best album of all time
We running on stage, snatching awards
Like 30 deep Wu-Tang shit, we even got swords
Cats is old school, we fire with

this bread I gotta get some, all these hits it's hard to pick one
Might just have to drop a album, I lost track got six or seven
Might just 69 a bad