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I let em hate I late em hate I let em hate
I turn my back so they can talk cause they to pussy in my face
Dem boyz flake I let em hate I let em hate

from me
The one that reminds me
Why I wanna come with
Why I wanna be with you
And wherever you are
That’s where I am too
Wherever you go
That’s where my

His Grace is amazing
My God bigger than the old Rozay
If you hate or bringing that beef, olay
Storm all around me I'm sleep, ok
With God right beside

doing it all-day
Ask my boy PT he knows My freestyling craze
Extraterrestrial like ET
Your Hoes cannot mess with me
Azada's Locas that’s how it be
You

cuffing season
End times are here ain't no capping it
They probably will delete this no capping this
I can't go back to my old ways
People left me but now

Still keep  love for my dogs my old yeller
Charged but moving hard to stop for cold breakfast
Risky pasta go against me this roll belly
Music cure

it's more tribal
And speaking to my only two
Real tribes out there now
With the help of the Kause
Yo Kause y'all with me? (yeah yeah)
Hmm? Aight, so we

to grab my old school tape
Mad with no music, but happy cause free
And the streets to a player is the place to be
Got a knot in my pocket, weighing at least

my shot and neva worry
Call me the new Mrs. Curry
Bitches all up in my way
Plz jus get out of ma face
I do shit by my own way
No fucks what you say,

Dear Lord, I'd like to ask you look over me in this world as my tongue is my sword slaying demons and heathens tryna temp me with things I can't

cracked the code to build my confidence
I've cracked the code I know all my fake friends
I can't control the reason why the scared of me
All I know I know

Fresh dripping Krylon
While plagiaristic peasants emulate
My killer flow
Quicker toes to sling the sidearm
These ghosts to me's the bygones
Promote

be Given by my old man
Money stash in the house
But im living in the jam
Time to feed the passion
But I wanna feed my fam
This money ain't the paper

I was broke as fuck
Never asked for any help
So when you see me up
Know that I did it by my damn self
Don’t ask for a thing bitch
You don’t get

bad, yeah
Champagne in ya glass, yeah
Shake that ass, yeah
Put the money in the bag, yeah
Give me cash, yeah
We getting more lit by the glass, yeah
Hope

on social media (What)
But I'm not getting paid by Instagram (Ooh)
My shit, i show the best of me
You don't need to like this i got the recipe (Ah)
They

gon end up winning
And there is no question I know you was down to ride by my side
Unique as a rose, from the ashes I rose 
Straight from the gutter I

it's like old times, you don't want that
I been staring at my door
I feel so uncomfortable
You made me feel comfortable
Hole punched in my fuckin wall

i somehow see him as me after a case of self doubt and pity
Wait, no way, I see all my dreams in a hallway
Only way I can get to them is by breaking

to like thirty

Aye fuck what all them haters say
I'm gon' stay on this paper chase
Until I hit my breaking wave
Now come with me I'll pave the way
You so

tend to prioritise
Do I spend this time with my people
Or do I spend it hiding in disguise
Looked at my phone here's a surprise
14 year olds having fun

necks does nothing for me
Or when my destiny's running from me
But I could never fail as your supplier
Seems that lately
There's not much question 'bout

wonderful and I feel great
I haven't been in an arcade since '78
Thanks to Ready C I'm on an upward trail
Because he's always by my side
He never fails me

All I know it get money I'm the big homie I finessed my plug like the real Tony
Did it all by myself no one else getting money if I got to do it by