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say[01:32.52]Lately I been silent cause there isn't much to talk about[01:35.23]If it ain't bout some money, I'm not pickin' up the line[01:38.01]Hit her once, now she

not conclusive
I have laid out my path and now it's time to produce it
This is God's plan don't need no scooby doo to sleuth it
Surrounded by fake kids

Aye, Wes
Thirty more minutes man
Let's get this placed cleaned up so we can go

Aight, I got you man

My honesty ties my singles together like

If yuh Nuh got Nuh opportunity fi me 
Why yuh calling mi G, no nuh dweet 
My Girl
If yuh Nuh gimmi dat deh, Deh fi free 
Doh cum round mi, money 
I

fake like a skit
Drippy as fuck, check the fit
Drilling shit with no drill bit
I ain't with all the chat chit
You say hike, send a blitz
We just make

that I rep
Bumping this in your whip
You know it's hard to keep my head up high
When most things all around make me straight up cry
Got some friends in

fuckin' lovely
Everything I did required skill, I'm not fuckin' lucky
When you take your girl out split the bill, I take her out I'm fuckin'
Got some kids

a criminal
Haters they stay lookin cynical
Say it again cause it's pivotal
I want my money in physical

Don't talk much but I'd like to tell you exactly how it

cradle to the grave ain't gta ask who's up next

These niggas r vex
Happy New Years
I still send them a text
That we still got techs

That we still got

YEAH
I know I've been away for so long, I got so much shit to say yeah, I, I feel so alive, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, ayy,

Gucci Mane

Yxng Bane

Any Minute Now

2018

drive one
She said she wanted somethin', new
Lie to daddy say that you'll be home by, two
Have you ever been Nobu?
No, boo
My white boy ginger he

'm everything that you not, got everything that you lack
Don't need you to cut me slack, don't need you all on my sack
I'll do this all by myself, yeah y'all can

football, you outta bounds 
Since some of you people's houses I be cruisin' around 
Slow it down 'cause I think that I'm losing you now 
For those that's

Gifted these industries
Centuries forward
They still got it in for me
We got some news
We people of blues
Baraka
Van Sertima
Barefoot or shoes
Before

that's super wavy
1998 to 2000, we're super babies
Say goodbye to the mumble rap, that shit is fading
I'm bringing boom bap back with five Asians on it
Our

gotta say
I don't believe in politics
I believe in the human race
I believe in the goodness of people
In New York or some far-away place

I believe

party, I came with a panda
Chewing on a bamboo, don't need cancer
You say you got flows deep, I get deeper
Coming outta ill at nasties that'll shock ya

shitty hours (take that back)
We buyin' in to what should be ours 
I say CI that's not Central Islip or City Isles (it's Coney Island)
They tryin'

to leave you alone
Let me talk to you for a quick minute
Double money, hittin feins, third eye clear
I got a little hot, by just seein you sit there
Meet me

woman 
Self made , self paid , well trained . 
They say we born in a prison , well leave  your cell mates 

Mcm caveman I got soul 
So I ain't intending

talking 'bout a hoe then I'ma tell you shut ya mouth
But if you talking 'bout some money
I'ma show you my account
Yo shorty invite me over
Put it in

Sometimes I wonder where it is that you could possibly be running to
Never phased by anything that makes you feel uncomfortable
I wish that I could

there to ease all my thoughts mama your the bomba why I love her had to marry the wanna

A yo what we smoking on lush by the pound bottle of petrone bout

the pocket and we got it
And she seen we aint flaugin' know she watching
A nigga fully guaped up and I'm showin out I'm throwing 'em
Bring that ass over here