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many takers, it's amazing if you make it
It's a lot of go getters
But I guess we outnumbered by these jealous ass broke niggas
Monkey see monkey do but

let em see you
Never come around if your presence ain't needed
If it all falls down wear another one beneath it
Cause you gon' have to learn how to love

in the sand
Bloody flags in they hands for trying to make a stand
Doubt I'll ever comprehend the evils of man 
He willing to die for what he believe in

this shit here nigga for real
See I got a text from Rome and he told me about you
But T had told me once never should I doubt you

When you got out

Go wash your eyes
And come back and tell me that
You're cut out for it
Don't lie, don't, psh, man I'm not a lawyer
Shout out to motherfucking Evan

you'd see my view
Tired of doing it for others when nobody been doing the same
Boy I shoulda been famous by now I'm the king of this shit
You just don't

Let's see how many men must test me
Deadly with a pen, let the rest beware
Face down in the playground six feet deep
In the sandbox when my right hand

cares?" the Asian-Americans feeling so violated
They're facing discrimination and hate crimes, they're fearing for their lives
No one is safe, not even

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

me to be productive 
But deep down I know that i'm destructive 
But I ain't going to change for no one
Don't you know this life was made for fun
But

uhh yoo hustling in the
World in the world yoo
Hustling in the world
Some don't wanna die
Broke because of this
Paper chase as for me I'm
Gon live long

How long can it drive? I can't stand so I must kneel
And hope the holy one above can hear the mouth's appeal 
So alone, so many people but they don't

thing he'll taste down there.
STOP TO THINK ABOUT IT!
If we've both flooded the same skin...
You've tasted me,
I've tasted you,
Who knows how many places,

Back down I ascend 
Until I'm gon with the wind
Burning once again 

I finally came to grips that it's out of my hands
Learn how to handle when it

How many lives Miami streets gonna take up
Parents made love in purgatory 
Devil reaching for ankles
Dante just walk pass no help this not a fable
We

Bury me in a golden casket
Drop it in ice so I can die as the coldest rapper

Document my chapters, look up to me like I'm in the rafters
Ignored so

a reminder of 
The days when we could wrap ourselves in witchy, witchy love 
I go up on you 
You go down on me 
We go round, round, round 
And we strap

When I lie
Lie to you
I get a rush
I tried to help
You cut me inside
Deep down Inside

You gon hate me
By the time we end
We goin our separate ways
I

BBC shoes just made in to processing
Stripped me down 50 n*ggas in this room naked
Squat, cough lift your nuts then it's back to dressing
I’m in her

Ply me wit
Until
He D.I.E

Laugh & See
I Let it fly
Like veeze
I ain't worried
bout dese niggahs
So don't ask
bout me
I crop Ah
Bitch out
Leave tag
By p

Yeah (you know what it is)
Longevity nigga (for real)
Don't Ask, You're Not Ready 2 (you're not ready, nigga)
Aha
Yeah

So many people still take me

up if they wanna throw down
Unsheathing katanas a beautiful sound

And The beautiful world that I want for my girls
Is one where we led by a woman

faces long before pandemics arrived
Many had broken backs working for some charismatic demigods
Who raised minimum wages to build company loyalty
Watched

see

I am a white middle class American
I love whoever brings the money in
Down with the moral ambiguity
Ethics are a problem for those less than me