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conversation when I'm lookin' up
Be on the look out for that album when it drop from clouds 

Mesmerized by the twinkle in the eye of a child of God
Mesmerized

a single thing get in my way (Yeah, yeah, yeah, look)
Spitting a classic
2019 and the leader of my demographic
Flow like water from Atlantic
Like the Four I

own jet I'm crossing the Atlantic
In a strange land just being diplomatic
So futuristic just surfing through galactics
Making moves you gone see me

through as I was growing up
I guess if I had to start somewhere

I was just a child growing up
In a wild barrio

That's the scenario
That I need you picture

high 
Idle in the aisles cause I spend all of my time in Trader joe’s 

Gotta go to Trader Joe’s the old bank on Atlantic Ave 
Get my shopping done for

bitches it's bad
To keep it in stack, I don't know who to choose, huh
Nigga, I stay in my bag, yeah, they call me money
I'm carryin' the blues, huh
Bitches,

to smell roses, suppose I'm still owned by the hustle
Slowin' my stride feel almost like I'm dying
And sleep feel like askin' the reaper to cuddle
Woke up in

to get licked

I'm cold baby cuz my neck is on freeze, freeze, freeze
When I walk by ya girl she feel the breeze
They dont like me cuz im stacking up these

I'm afraid
Sent a band to my mans, told him re-up on the stash
Smokin' gas by the ounce, we ain't smokin' nun' wack
I'm a dog with your bitch, she let

Jimmy Iovine

Ryan Lewis

The Heist

2012

Hold up, my plan is forming, alright, caseing this building
Watch these rappers that rappin' walk in and leave out with millions
Headed in sweatin',

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good when a label comes a knocking 
You hate it now, play a game of roulette
Your album don’t sell now you major in debt 

High up, pipe down 
Living

Loved by few
Hated by most
Getting judged, ain't none new
I don't care what y'all post
Posted up in the Stu
And just know I got some smoke
Write me

Trans Atlantic we send it by the gallon
We can do you like Bateman did to Allen
Riding through Queens like I'm 50 Cent
In the N train feeling I'm god sent

And what I find I keep. Women included baby c'est la vie. You will be loved but just not by me. They say it's up huh well I gotta see. *dogs barking* . They

clear panoramic
Oceans views of the Atlantic
In love with the music romantic
I keep it real I'm organic
I'm feeling aerodynamic ooh
Swiftly
Moving through

me up everyday like what you waiting on
Archie and MK call me up every hour like
When you gonna drop that album man, you're taking long
Man look, can't

aiming for the ceiling floor 

Album number 4 I’m just running up the score I can feel it in my core steady creeping in the door 

Niggas  hate the way I

album out in HipHop and I'm still Heatin' up tHe crockpot
Platinum plaques tHat I ain't Hung yet
You got opinions no acHievements
Type of niggas make

in the children
Life keep happening
We bout a purse
Main objective
Don't end up on a shirt
Keep perspective
And prepare for the first
Cuz thirty go by

fry it in the cast iron; serve a hater
Game is easy but he go hard
I pick the pen up, you get wrote off
I done told yall don’t hold off
Shake ya load

trash, you ain't in the hood
You such a bad liar, huh, you suck
All of your songs blew up from luck
Oh wait, I forgot, none of them did
Cause of all yo

be washed
By atlantic
But who will save the
Proletariat
Guess no guess no guess no guess no
One will save us from the ghetto
S o s o s o s o s o

Breakfast

A$AP Rocky

SYRE

2017

flush
MSFTS in the building
You should know what's up, what's up, what's up
You call me on the phone
So don't you blow me up
Yeah, hah, whole squad