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me and mackin' made a connection
Brains and beauty close-by, both powerful weapons
I'm a born leader, lanes I still follow, affection
Made my first

all week
Tryna flip the gs
Know da feds listenin don't hit me bout da Ps

Im good anywhere bitch i always got the keys
She good in air but i like her

it's gon pucker up
Girl let me butter up yo body as you roll a blunt
Always fascinated with Cowboy gun saloons
Light it now love is in the air like

uptight
Until these sounds travel faster than the speed of light
Wrote a remix for just for Tyler's album
But I need Hinata here so she can smear like

brother tried (his brother tried)
He been down real bad since his mother died (R.I.P.)
Yo, stoney sweatsuit I been cozy (cozy)
Lately I been chilling by my

I hit gas and then I enter the room
Yes the album coming out real soon
Really
How much do you want it really buddy
Really
How much love will you put

need you
Yeah

Pain in my soul it's a thousand degrees
Holding the air it gets harder to breathe
Man of the year I get harder to please
But holding your

shit they want more but the air still dry Cornelius Fillmore
This is not the album it's the fucking grand tour
But I'm still on track but the track still

What's love, this is love right here
Been working my ass off
Droppin' three albums this year
I'm a perfectionist, I ain't dropping shit till it's

love and that is all enough

Rise like air balloons and
Float like jelly fishes
Fighting demons but I got some folks who help me with this
Self doubt

weed and played the benches with me
Cause like the police you never payed attention to me
Whenever im on air you breathe none for me
Keep me a blunt with

Yo it's therapy, most the rappers I know got problems
Why you think we frowning when we putting out these albums
You would think we selling units way

I ain't ducking idda air it on the scene nigga feeling like McLovin
Ay bitch up down left right locked away for something stupid did the most your

nothing, pass the stuffing
Listen up, I'll tell you something
I was fucking on your cousin
Watching Cheaper by the Dozen, ay

This shit is ephemeral

my soul, writing out a eulogy if I don’t make it home.  I’ve got grievances to air and I got nothing left to lose, if I’m going down then I’m coming

actin' like they chill like my neck
But these "snowmen" swag some dumb shit like the crew-sweater-neck
Chinks could be blinded by the floss so specs is

But sure I would see you later

Ratchet music had us in a trance
Dancing on everybody huh
But I couldn't dance
Knew you lived alone
By the time I hit ya

And I only did three albums, still waiting on niggas to recoup
I really don't even see you rap niggas in my city
Unless it's LC, Kale, Wes, Clipse or Shad

will get any cheaper 
I paid her cash just to eat her 
Love to be grabbed by the femur 
 Know she be bad if I see her 
Air her a tag and a beeper 
Gave

your life in the air
I decide by the flip of a coin
Kicking shit and I get results
You would think that it's in the groin
That ass so fucking fat
When I

boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)

Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm

know what's going on over there
Ruger

Keep talkin', I'ma hang you by your tongue
Off the Def Jam building, wait for the cops to come
Little bum, fuck

wear it Air Force one
My bars stupid they put in the sped class
Jay finna give me the crown forward pass
Freshman but beneath me underclass
Ice wrists

is fresh air
cn encounter between you and the cuthor of Life
Is God listening? Yes - all of the time!
Father of Lies will distract you he'll crawl by