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Yeah, I'm heating up over the stove
I can't waste no time, you ain't bout digits
Ain't got time to play, stack up these millions
Crowd followers, yeah,

tryna be 

March 16th my life is changing forever 
I'm used to diamonds but not used to the pressure
Hug my knees I'm all alone by the dresser
Praying God

the calls, you do what you told
I'm takin the shot through the contact like Kobe
Not giving a fuck what you thinking
I fuck what you thought
Give a fuck bout

classic R&B you bitches cracking horribly
While I'm still acting morally tryna practice what I preach
Shit it's the captain that's gon teach and its these

if I should cry or should I shout
Now what the fuck are all y'all niggas thinking bout
Just another watch to catch the clout
Man, you ain't bout it

know I'm down what my nigga Mike C
So you bounce that ass cause you think it's likely
That you'll be takin' back to where we breakin
Hoes off clothes off

the reaper we made peace so if you can't tell
I ain't your dog tryna put me down jit I'll raise hell
We the warriors I only come out to play
This a playoff

like me, yeah, totally underrated
But my city's got my back, so I know I'll be the greatest
It's Huska Power, go Big Red
You better listen up for what I

the most
Just show me you're down to try
And imma give everything, show everyone
That it's alright to not be right
Love ain't perfect
Nothing will ever be

I ain't stressin on the scene
Pay attention I'm a King
You should listen I'm a King

I be ridin lean lean 
I ain't stressin on the scene
Pay attention

I show you ropes like the Rodeo
What you gone do for the Hunnids doe 
Queen B this a Honeycomb 
He call her phone I stole his honey doe
She go where

some shit I don't need
But my heart just ain't quit hurting yet I been trynna be at ease
I got shot but been thru worse than that
Telling Shooby rest in

her bout the Grammys and told Her I have to grab it
Got the dog in me I use to battle and Rap shit
How you the Best But you ain’t Backing it
Serve you

Crime Wave

Ganksta N-I-P

Psychotic Genius

1996

Tubman freed the slaves so what the fuck is you talkin' 'bout
Psychotic rapper let me show you how to be
It's beats like this that bring the psych shit

gotta be more slick
Uh, yeah you know I’m bout that splash
And you know I’m bout that cash
And you know that I look good
Even if there ain’t no flash I

hate how I move 
(Man) I swear I feel like the greatest every time I touch it
Walk through Chernobyl like a nigga Russian
Fuck is you talkin bout ain’t

that God raised him from the dead
By His Grace, you will be saved without a doubt
Have faith on your way to an eternal route

uhhh wah we doin
Learning

you still can’t dress
Hop out and drag a bitch from the east to the west
Aint playing wit you hoes, I’m on the line at recess
Put me on any beat

a cake
Suppose to be mad at me, tal'n bout I owe him some change
Nigga just mad cause they can't eat with me, I eat with Lil' James
Rap-A-Lot Mafia my

3)
I'm bout to risk it all, jump off the edge of this cliff
No family, no ends, and my friends don't exist 
I ain’t got shit to show, but I pretend

So lemme tell you 'bout the truth
Cause this race drags but you can't call me Ru
And I'm walking like Paul
Fast and furious until I got the call

feelin)
If you ain't got no money why the fuck you be chillin
I'm just bout my business
Gettin money I'm stackin
I come from the trap you know that shit

be, beat a nigga ass bout my sista ain’t Stacy
When the money is calling my phone, yeah I get in my zone
She think I’m out here fucking hoes, don’t do

turning out like a blind date
(I’m taking what you owe me nigga)
They ain’t make it I’m different fuck what they all say
Lord forgive me cuz I’m loyal