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Ben and Jerry
Midas touch Jaeqo not a thug uh
Im the heat in the kitchen moe stay cookin up
Pack on me sticky like gum
Yeah im the boss by a ton
You can

self-mode, self-mode
Made a mixtape off the rhymes on my cell phone
Like I said it's been way too long
I'm a perfectionist, always having doubts for shit

say Church
Good Lord Good Lord
I feel divine when I'm in this booth

So let me get this straight hands up don't shoot in the back 
Get shot by the would

I don't wanna be
Anybody else
I got way too much cash
But I did it by myself
Kiss a pretty bitch
But then she kiss and tell
Walk in jewelry closet

to be bacc in the basement
Smoking good gas you can tell by my fragrance
All of you niggas in danger
I got bunnies on me like Brendan Fraiser
Libra just

Uppercut a nigga like Ryu (paw)
Yo bitch wanna blow me like hot soup (wooh)
New coupe fly right by you
You can never handle what I been through (gone)

Yeah yeah
Run up on my gang oooh
You might make this choppa sang
Yeah yeah
BRED got too much sauce
We might fuck around and leave a stain
Upgrade new

everlasting taste so sweet
Only in Christ I put my trust
Can't trust myself cause I sin too much
So I put away my childish ways
Cause in Jesus name I'm truly

And I'm back
It hasn't been long
How can you miss me if I'm never gone
But I'm always gone
I'll get to that soon
Happy birthday boy break out

got too much soul for body
And you don't have to show anybody
If they don't
Don't get it
Recognize
Feel it feel it
Yeah yeah
Talk that shit
I recognize

You know sometimes we focus too much
On the things that we don't have in our lives
We miss out and we forget about the things that we should be

Yeah
Black Man
Black Man
Look
Still hard to survive for the coloreds
Maybe it's all this bread they giving out that's making me wonder
Why all our

Jumai jumai tell me what you want
I've been to hell and I'm back in time
To offer up my heart
But I know that you're sick of me
I'm sick of me too

Yeah
Grime
Yall know
I been down too long, pain in every song
Painting every track wtih facts about the struggles dog
Stresses in my life got to much

to ride?
We can slide
All through the night
Doors suicide
Moon light, set the mood right
You my boo, right?
Are you, down to ride?
You stay, by my side?
We

or the Highway, kiddo
I've been through too much to stress
Been touched by every Lady Luck I've met
Had a lot of bad girls, but this one I kept
She was sexy

make me wanna do a drive by
Loud and wrong, is what all y'all always on 
Imma shut you niggas up and put my nuts all on yo tongue
Your brain is weak, but

back to where i just began had so much friends cut em off so fuck them 
Leveling up drink in my cup erasing them thoughts that just had me fucked up

me billy i got the keys 
They don't got plans for us so we manifest our dreams
Ball when am too payed more ice than meth fiends 
Am looking at my life

you where the darkness hides,
I'll show you where the world left its marks
If you stay by my side
I been told they fade much faster,
When they know that

getting finer as she's getting older 
Never had to flip the scripts to cause a screen
Seeing all these money money coming in 
Seeing too much green like Its

Of another empty bottle
My liver's on full throttle now

Oh what can I say, I drink way too much for my age
And what the fuck is up with the kids these days

living life by ignoring the fakes
But now it's too much, the world is full of hate
And I don't get how we could ever get so lost
To the point we compare

Put your phone on airplane mode
Lets get away
Let get away
Out of this place
I got too much stress out in here
This thing got me feeling like hell