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inside the pond and wished for platinum albums
And a mansion on the prairie and a platinum status
And All I'm left with is a penny-less pocket
But it don't

represent yours Crew

Which one of y'all think you ill enough to bust A Plus
Get crushed by the stampede of the elephant tusks
We LB families niggas don't

and shove it up your ass
Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs"
Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
Who got bodied?
Nigga, you

17 out
You play checkers I play chess so I'm gone take yo fucking queen out
I draw depictions of the dead
Knew I was crazy on the head
When I was fifth

like a huxtable
You read juxtaposes, that's why I fuck with you
And even though I get savvy I can't get enough of you
So come and take a ride on my

a hundred Bodingles a feature
I've got independent, don't fuck with no Vevo
I'm keeping the toolie wherever that we go
I'm off of the bean, sipping Lean by

make the album
Fuck a deal I roll without one
I roll with dogs they steady growling 
I'm steady on the rise 
It's in my genes (jeans)
You

angels stay with me

Why the fuck you think I named this album pray for me
I need the fucking world to understand that I can't fake it we've
Seen

before it fell out
Doing shit that rappers'll never do
You know I'm on that
So why don't I start by telling
You what was in my contract?
Make the type

could not yet be put into words 
Skip forward a year, 1995 
A new album by Green Day comes into my life 
I'm told "this is punk" and I dye my hair green

She like you boss how you get this shit done
You know runts stay with me
Cop j’s servin jays everyday of the week
And I got lean in my kidney
Yeen da

seven
But I dreamed it with my head in the clouds
My brain in heaven (yeah)
By twelve, my mind dwelled in myself
Should’ve called help when I lept and I

brick by shit brick writing licks 
For life and die before I quit 
I sit and wish my sickness fits a king
My fingers rich with rings 

My gifts just go

Alright I'm gonna dial 9-1, then when my heart stops, you dial the other 1
Props to the people that start with Tequila
Why drink water when vodka is

I’m winnin
& I gotta say an incredible feeling
Aint nobody flyer could tell by the linen
Ain’t nobody higher the shit I be gettin
You can’t tell me shit

furnace they turn to ash 
Where's the concepts it's like artists forgot its definition
Whole album is a single but they still get recognition 
My s**t is

with all the reruns

Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's

Burna, please proceed
I'm with you
I got you
Let em hear it
They gone hear it
Mama, we made it, there's nothing to prove
It's a Ariyo, your son in

trying to breathe
I speak with fiery speech
I am besieged by liars
Trying to be what I am
But I am unique
Maybe it's finally time that I leave
And find

Texan Mexican, I got a country grammar
You can call me Jim Adler- hit her ahh with the Texas hammer-huh
Money-makin' Mexican, that's what I am-huh
Fuck

swimming in it
Album almost done, dawg
I'm bout to hit 'em with it
Never Too Different, bro
Who got a difference with it?
Bitches, bitches
Bitch in

the strength to get up there by myself
I can not see anyone, so I will not get any help
So what if I can't reach your hand?
I don't think that you'll understand

And imma knock you off the the top
Like fresh cuts
I'm next up
So bless up
I need a girl that's in the big chest club
With F cups
Yes sir
And it's so easy