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I was made for this I swear it
My veins are filled with all this musical talent
Or maybe I'm just infected by desire
To step on the ladder climb

I got passion and soul
When the album sells I get wild as hell
And im  by myself there's no signing deals
And I'm kind as hell but no fine to sell

album of mine
This the beginning of something that's gonna evolve
Haters they hatin' they want me to fall
Planning to show all the non-believers
I also

to get in touch right now
We should have nothing to discuss by now
I keep it real at all times I don't do the flaunting
When I don't want to close the roof

focused now
Yeah, I know I disappeared
I'm reemergin' now
Album down, but that ain't how I'm going out
I sue you for a settlement, you gotta reimburse me

but your raps are boring
They leave me snoring, you ain't making hits
All due respect man, it's not a diss
But your album stinks like imported Swiss

to make a nigga cry
There's puddles by feet I almost drowned
Everybody talkin' bout the drip but I really douse
There's a puddle near me
(Puddles by my

I'm so happy, couple seconds later, stressin' 
And I'm begging you, please, don't get involved 
Like the song on my album, the message ain't gettin' old

Mit UV-Farbe schreib ich Texte auf Wände
Denn in meinem Zimmer beobachten mich Rap-Legenden
Und Stand-by LEDs von etlichen Geräten
Geben mir Licht zum

age by the sound that I'm spitting
Here's a hint
I got a healthy stream
I could spit it whatever lyrics without you knowing I'm fifteen
I'm

mistreated, it's especially vile
This a new degree of profound
When I make another album, I be makin a sound
Like a new speaker, yeah, how it finna surround
How

to be the boss, lately I just been paying the price
You can't miss what you never had, hope I'm saying it right
Money coming in by the pound, it ain't

they jump out 
I don't know if I could go through it again by myself 
I already know that the way it 'gon end will be south
If I tried to show you how

at the mean but you're blinded by the Iris
Simile or imagery and when I get all mad I become villainy
I'm mad at the industry, what?
I'm more mad at myself than

was on 10 at 10 lil n**** I was on go
I had the racks in my denim you can tell by the way them bitches glow, Mr. Take Yo Hoe
I did not fear not one

head your new mixtape and your album, shit was wack
Ain't nobody spending hard earned money on that!
I remember when they said that I paid for my views.

I'll be fine (I lied)
"Chi you pose to tell niggas you poppin"
I am just by telling the truth in my rhymes
Thought I'd be popping when I moved to Cali
My

you they're the shit
And they'll prove it in a bit
Hold up let me take a hit
Fore I throw a fucking fit
I'll take the whole world by myself
Not short I

made a breakup album
They're shitting on me, I haven't ate in days, like what the hells your problem
You feel entitled to some shit you don't deserve

doing shit by myself
These bitches call me caliente, they say I'm fuego
Running up the money, they know I'm getting dinero

Bringing it back to the basics

Long ago, I seen this honey walk by
I was looking at her but not in the eyes
She’s was looking at me and then by surprise
She took my hand and said

a time I wanted to die with Lana Del Rey
But now I just wanna die with a mic in hand
Record more albums like I am grand
Release them just to see where I

having talks with Dad
Saw the bad coming
He brought me
I watched the water pass
Pops was tryna hault me
From having
Thoughts of a altered past

Passing by

draw y'all like playing cards
You don't want to be in that top pick
Y'all die when I say so
Read the album name we demonic
I write my life in that death