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don't know nada
Come with the blacked out fit no face
She want Chaney Well we want wraiths
Feds wanna chase us round the estates
Can't catch no case If

me
It's deeper than music when they try' fuck with my energy
Cause I know everybody is a king in they're fantasy
Or at least I hope so
Cause everybody

to recite raps in His car
He would head nod
He thought whatever I said was Hard
He knew I'd go far
I only ever wanted to get as big as Sean
Though I make good

dancing like Michael when Im counting my Jacksons
But I pull up in benjis and toolys
They ask how I do it man I just speak facts in my music
I know to take

of wedlock
So I left my kids all on her face after the bedrock
Im red hot, I go Call of Duty add a red hot
Or put em in a headlock the choppa make his legs

when all your friends around
Probably telling stories tryna make me seem like a clown
If it was nothing but a fling
This ep won’t hurt a thing
But until

neck she gave me spinal
From behinds like I hit the lotto
Modern day John Wayne El Dorado
Pop ya mans just to make it final

WOO
I did it again I did it

Life is Vegas
Fuck the law I'm Young and Dangerous

Doin' What I gotta for the Peso
Hella high off of life never stay low
When I blow up ill be bombarded

gyals, one strut, she go kill dem
My Lord e
Make I miss the cliches, auntie, no, I no go try ‘am if it’s been done
Ma bo, ma bo, ma bo
Ki lo fe, sunmo mi,

retarded 
Flow so cold make the bitches want me 
My flow is funky 
Now she want to shake that monkey 
Make me want to take that monkey 
Sit that ass down

cannot
She the only reason that my day even start
When we linked day by day her eyes used to spark
Now that you gone my life is forever scarred

You

Ima go hit em with the riddle in the middle part
Maybe present a mythical myth like a minotaur
Pinterest with interest
Why everyone make good music

she Smiles right to me
Come with me baby won't you be My lovely lady
Your vibe is genuine aura like the Clouds and the sunset
Only need phones for music

I'm rolling the paper, inhaling the vapor, she don't wanna smoke so I'm not gonna make her
Hand full of blunts imma face em
Bottle full of shots imma

and
I don't got money to pay for a studio 
It's all by myself now who would've known
Introvert kid, socially anxious and he's making music 
Sounds new

older but found love again
Wake up holding closely my one and own best friend
And I know she'll be there when it's getting rough
Make me glad that I held

on a new level
I'm on a new level, level, level, level
Things change
Imma make it really big, swervin' out the range
No discussion, don't even ask me, I

wife is playing this song for you
This is assuming that she isn't dead too
You're probably wondering
What on Earth was going on inside my head
I'm glad

Dirty Dan
Tryna get sponsored by Dior
Needa put me in a ad
Everybody pitch in on ideas
Fold it, put it in a hat
Ima make it hard for them to hate me
Cuz

This is that we getting outta the hood
This is that we do not play by the book
This is that we gotta leave em all shook
This is that make sure the family

miss you to death 
Use to split our last for food and smoke what was left
Then they took Robin now I'm in the Batmobile by myself
Praying for cunty she

shit
I don't think I'd make it anywhere without the music
Even if I'm wasting time, I know I gotta do this
The second that they try to change me up
I

get to where I wanted when I was younger
Cause my counselor she asked me
What the fuck you doing
To be honest I don't know man I feel so stupid
I got

like this
For one day that I would make use of this
Use of my gift with this music shit
Dabes make the beat and I go light the fuse to it
Maybe the key's