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could be fuckin' his mistress I got three hoes like it's Christmas
I'ma send her home to a man, leave her satisfied Just so we know that we did shit

Got

state, what I heard, somebody should show her around
Yeah I prolly threw my hoodie up and payed 'em no mind
I prolly played my favorite album like I did

Defined by delivery I was cmazon 

I am not of this world it's what I landed on 

I shoot my shot till it's empty you rappers canons gone

Mc's

of change it
Instead of casting out
Can we embrace it
Your not defined
By your placement
Cause I made a classic album up in my basement
I gotta go
I need

Hands up on your face Kevin McCallister
Home alone screamin' for no reason you the saddest bruh
Only 22 you can't reach this fuckin' caliber
Fightin'

dropping something new real soon
So stay tuned, and keep bouncing
To these beats produced by DJ DN3000
Peace to everybody out there who copped the album
When

lane and these young boys they hold a lot of pain. Enough shit that would drive a person insane and his home aint right, his mama prolly on crack, his

80k at home and 80k on all on my chains 
But when brother ask for 100 he gone get it all today 
Stay down till you up 
Mottos what we got 
Brothers

competition I'd grab a hold of my belt
I spit a bar like I'm Kendrick then hold a note like Adele
So why not treat the top like homecoming and go by myself
I

year
It is never clear
Am I ever gonna change careers
Or drop another album and disappear

Who knows
By the way, I don't do shows
I stay home and scroll

brother
Every day it hurt my soul
I know I'm not perfect, I'm not
Why my brother had to leave, I ain't tell him bye-bye
When I'm ridin' by myself, sometimes

more
Don't know who to trust
All these bitches sneakin' on my homes
We gon' make it last
I just did the album with my bro

Might've gettin' faded but not

Run To Bahaddarhat......!
Calling, calling on the phone
Was feeling all alone
Take a foot out from your home
Outside the door
Just don't you turn

the way you don't gotta check the socials
This ones for the home team, gotta rep my section dude
Now I add value to everything I'm connected to
Respect

Evil Mind..
& I trust that Music is the way for me.. like an outlet...
& So; if you wondered why my album werent out yet
Here yarhh BEEATCHH!! This is

Santorini
Then you went home to St. Lucia and now you need me
If it's one thing that's good you did look glad to see me
We both know you'll win me over with

all week 

It’s crazy we was good Monday 
Be careful what you speak 
That lil sermon that you preach will have you dead by Sunday 
Shit Won’t even take

these Ls boy you got an affinity
Passion need put in your verses
When homies ain't trying, they do a disservice
Your 20 track album as deep as it's

these bitches be tripping on me
Used to be they idol saw success and now they switching on me
Brainwashed by amature look at them minions flipping
Bars

the place where I reside
Mmm man
Mmm man
You're good
Mmm man
Listen, I probably should lower the volume
The home studio my brother put up isn't sound proof

mine
So far away and close to home
Create my art right down the road
Will you hear I'll never know
Make an album that I know that you will never hear

that's blatant
Don't like my beats, they ain't carried by feats, fam my tracks get bought and streamed
You're a rotten crop, and man's the cream, better

shifty with the rock like I'm Kyrie, can't handle me
Give me MVP, cause I've been ballin' hard as Embiid
I've been tryna stack up my chips in my home like

(Talking to god)
How could I be cool with it, stanky with a tool in it
Sitting by the whip, finna take these lil' boys out to school in it
Forget about 12,