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What I told y'all niggas
I told y'all I was coming up
It's over wit now
I got it out the mud
A nigga crawled his way up
Everybody got opinions
But I

the mic we called a truce
Boosted by the juice every track produce 
I infuse spoof music with lines of truth-I'm
Silver lining proof, that life is nice
Just

when we checking out  I smoked soo much I feel like I am maybe trekking now  say it to my face you bending words like Beckham now  in too deep in

'round detentions in my flip-flops
(Zino Records)
Tick-tock, this is trap music, this ain't hip-hop
Man ain't fist-fightin', man would lick shots

Undercover

The Cataracs

Undercover

The other day you said you started to cry
And when I asked, you said you didn't know why
You keep it, undercover (oh!)
You keep it, undercover

I Love Your Music
I remember when she said
I don't wanna lose you
I don't wanna lose you
Baby
I don't wanna lose you
Never wanna let you go
I don't

This Life

Nitty

It's Not a Game

2000

I started out with
No dough, no clothes, no shows, and no hoes
And ended up with 
Mo hoes, mo shows, mo clothes, and mo dough

I used to be

Young Ones out that bihh

On the house wit dis one

I shut it down yea 

Ah ah wooh

You know couldn’t let dis shit ride out by itself like that

bigot's porch
Ring the bell and dip with quickness
Then switch out Trump's spray tan with agent orange
Which is one of his aliases
The other is his whiny

left out man this shit a blessing and a curse
Done bare shit in life to help myself earn
Aint nobody here for me at my turn
Now its my turn watch me spit

could have but now I find myself with you
Take a gamble out of life and lemme see you make a move
I'm just playing my position, what's the odds that imma

get it out the mud
Ima be the one to do it
So In tune with all this music
Fuck with me and it's straight movement
I ain't even gotta prove it
I'm insane

these bridges I've burned, I'd be surprised if I make it, 
Man I'm tired of being labeled as a man with no feelings, 
I always cry when I'm in church

cry 
I’ll have you to blame
You made your mark on me 
And I made mine on you 
Paint pictures of the sky 
Yet they never turn out blue 
Million shades

run back
Remember all the times I would cry like a bitch cuz my mom and my dad was out worried sick
But you gave me all your love, and you made me feel

child breathing through you
For you by you, the science of f.u.b.u ill creation
I'm still lying for that day I wake up
Out of this dream, see you kinectly

shit it cut me deep but I feel indifferent
I didn't do much crying got off my ass and made a buck real quick
Yeah I made it out of Kent and got a crib
I

run by a busy body
Who make time to plan out a damn pity party
That's a lot work for one guest
But I couldn't care less, I still won't invite anybody

Fresh up out the hyperbolic time chamber man
Spirit bomb on y'all bruh haha
We ready
Everybody here for a reason
We the ones that gotta save

they won't stop mournin'
Just time passin' by ‘til we rise in the mornin'

I was in your church pew sleepin' bruh
Babylon pastor you just ain't goin'

ya'll shots
Fuck a tiktok
I'ma eat while you detox
(PAUSE)
Say you would never see me flop
I'ma a leader not a jock
I'ma legend in the game, music

like a thumbtack
Surrounded by angels, front and the back
I wanna be so deep in God's word
It look like my hand and the bible's attached
If temptation

on baby use me
Just chew me up and spit me out when you're through with me
I got a lot of love for people who don't love me
I swear to god you people just

yeah, yeah
This is resurrection
This is my story from darkness to light
Philly
After dark, mobstas come out, getting pulled over while doin a route
Nobody