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think you gonna make it
C'mon man
You think this is what you gon' do
It's not it, it's not it for you bro
I don't think you can do it
It's not working

ain't wear is unfair
Like wherever you bare is their share
These fuck niggas and fuck boys need fuck toys
These niggas ain't talking shit but noise
I know

to take a breath but the girl still waiting 
Time is almost up but your boy still baiting
The girl said
“chill take ya time boy I'm patient”
“I won't make

grind multiplied it by 2
I ain't get here by payin my dues
Never patient no following rules
Call me buttah the boy is so smooth
If I say it's game over

be
Slim Shady or just like me WesSki tha Original Ghetto Cracka MC
I got so much juice I spit it out by the cup fulls introduced your eardrums
To these

Raised in slums
Shit my neighbor was a addicted
And my pops use to sell dope
Momma use to bag it and
They say I got a old soul
So everything is

kno the odds against me
448 on the clock is how I feed the family
Yea Or else I'm pushing on da interstate
By any means I'm making it shake
Make sure my

be toxic
You really suitable I'm really usable baby I only want logic
Yeah
Just want yo common sense
I know you don't want my money love is all you

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This is a bang department exclusive
so they call me Jojo

Cause you

And boy you better have it right on that 1st take/ Or get treated like wack was your 1st name/ Sometimes I want those days back in the worst way//

HOOK
I

fingers up. I guess this is the fuck you with me, 
Yo, burn rubber and skirt by 
Flirt with death live with mother nature and dirt grind 
The saying goes

Run it up to heaven cause you can't kill my high
Sky of stars, not planes, kick back, shoes fly
Issa vibe, be a billionaire boy when I die
Everybody

Smoking weed by the ounce I can't do a dime
Mad as hell  dropping ashes on my Calvin Klein
My patience wearing thin
Boy you running outta time
Can I trust

What if I wasn't lonely when I woke up
What if I rose to the cry of a baby boy in a crib close by who saw the sun peaking in through the blinds

planned
Mysterious alchemy
Lincoln st Gangs the ones thats looking out for me
We all got our own views, this is just mine, from the balcony
But niggas quick

And the reasons that I keep for getting by is what's been working
Inner demons trynna catch the boy outside, it ain't working
I just use that shit and fuel it to my

I cant pay my rent then im shooting stars
Music bars but my hearts all I listen to
Im blinded by lights but the dark is a mission too
I cant hide lies

I step out and rep out
Got n*ggas that's bringing that tec out 
Can't wait for the let out 
We gon make a movie it ain't nothing to me 
Boy u looking

for me to keep your years on check
Won ni kin ma foh se, o da mani esobe
Festival bar part three (Ileka)
Gbogbo igba timi fin shey motor boy
Mio n kin

Lately my love has been on decline
Lately my happiness is hard to find
But I keep going, I'm tryna get mine
I just get high, to get the day by
Why would

Pride, Lion, Bounty got the pride
I came in with a crown, I hit them by surprise
Something like tsunami I leave them traumatized
Emi ni jagaban omo boy

write, I realized long ago, when I grabbed the mic, 

Boy what a sight, that hunger that never sufficed, all those times I shouldn't have survived, but

to the dome
19 in the game, only love for my Lac
Never loving a dame, swang to the left
When I'm hulling the frame
Trying to take mine
You'll be hugging a stain

While mothers stare and fathers hope that I
Stay from by their daughters
Like caller number 9, they got no luck with me
Billie Jean ain't no lover of mine