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Ridin this journey never slowing down
I'm beating the odds, I'm wearing my crown
My foot on the gas, I'm chasing the dreams fuelin my passion burstin

with the presence of Jay-Z
Light up a J and smoke it out but I never been lazy
It's just the way I like the mood when the studio hazy
See inside my soul,

Forget the formalities boo nice to meet you
Now let me take you out for dessert
Leave the dress and the makeup can keep it real casual
Wear them J's

Uh, if life's hard, go harder, bruh Cause what good comes out of being a quitter
huh
That's what I live by, and what I trust On my grind all

than yours

Fuck them niggas bitch we sliding everyday up Dupont down Welch bitch we coming every way
Cory shoot the glock like Curry ima play it like im

named Karen she hate that I am so careless
Lemme just spare it hitting the dash by the terrace
Don't really care if I parish
Yeah I am reckless dropping

with my brain
Lit the flame 
It ignited the fire and hurricane
Tirelessly working, inspired by all the greats 
I'm tired of all the fakes 
Don't care

zones, I'm telling you homes, have been invaded by tv's watching you, while
It programs your channels, or is that your children's brains, cause them tell

a piece of land
Go and build it with my gang
I'm the money man, ohhh
She love me do she only love the bands
Gotta get em on demand
I'm the money man, ohhh
I

You get what you need

Well I went down to the demonstration jJust to get my fair share of abuse
Singing, "We're gonna vent our frustration"
"And if we

this a light day
I been really balling it been months since I played 2k
Mama told me knock out all these haters feel like Cool J
They gave me lemons hit

Fasting like Bugatti (whoo)
I delight in Yahweh (uhn)
Yeah my back he got it (go)
I see Pharisees preventing men to be part of the church
Speaking blessings

Day's(?) dead corpse it was the sweetest taboo
your fetus I chew my head in your cunt and lots o' blood squirtin'
it's big trouble in little vagina like Jack

the booth
That would make it a little Ludacris if I forgot you too
Role models like J. Cole, to YZ, like Range Rove
Upchurch to down south, when Kid Rock

a fat J only burn loud
Yeah I make her sweat like a work out
All in her legs up I exert down
Off of the chain like a dog that's in pain
Liberated when

on (Nuh-uh, yeah)
I don't ever drink or get high
How you think I make so many good songs? (How did it happen?)
Sit down, be humble
Take the grill out so you

Oh Boy!

Dead Obies

Dead.

2019

Don't fuck with me and I mean it (Ooh!)
J't'avec la famille, I'm scheming (Oh boy!)
C'est magnifique dans mes DMs (Oh boy!)
Come out here comme

on the edge 
Looking up just to lay down all the truth 
My Bruce Lee moves says there ain’t no truce  
I’m not that boy who did play by the rules 
And they like

on my own damn strip
Fat shank on my hip when I'm walking about
See them pre them walking it down
Generous on my shank, I'll portion it out
Sitting down

down it's a buffer
No matter the weather it's dark in the gutter, Everybody going through it's a clutter
Fighting my problems I should be a lover
PJ

Hi-Dea's

Classified

Classified

2013

Americans
And no mother or dad wanted any children hearing 'em
Hated by the church they called it devil music
Now these Christian rock bands encourages

the potency in the flavor (I'm lit)
Pass the J to Neel (Alright), aye, roll it up, take a hit
Roll another feeling lit, cali life is how it is
I been ballin out

figure out what's making all these teardrops fall down
Is it the cold or just the pain from last night's fallout?
Thoughts in my head, she and her friends

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I've been going hard, trying to make it
Almost lost my brother, couldn't even take it
Dealing with so much pain, I