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Look
They know that I get it popping so they rocking wit' me
I hit stu make a banger get it gone and released
Trapstar or Diesel when I be rocking

By any means I’m taking extremes
Don’t care what it seems I’ll make it routine
You know what I mean
Traveling to nowhere
Battling the whole sphere

*Adlibs*

Izzy 
Look... Aint near nigga snatch a chain or jewel on me yet, ice ice baby on me drippin VVS,
No drive by hop out walk down on em like

or not
Ima fight thru all of this
Pain I got
Need another view of this
May or not
Trample all my opponents
Just to get to the top
Until I own this, so
Call

seclusion, and stranded in this confusion, of fantasy and delusion, intensified by brutality, Probably leave a contusion, desensitized to reality, rather see

Be a real nigga that's a rare breed
Best believe I can lead by example
Casting a spell
I weave words through these samples
Tricks up my sleeve 
Till

I've got the gauntlet and a god body
My intellect on another level able to see through deception 
I've even choked out the devil bars hard enough

wheels; mami back away
Cause if I empty my pockets it'll look like St.Patricks Day
I'm the kid by the far blue 'vancin on
Those two those four, women

yours and once was mine
One last look around to find
Any home we might have left behind
But the emptiness rings true
There's really nothing left to do.

frontin'
When Cell Block starts dumpin'
Through your neighborhood our black trucks be bumpin'
Watch your mouth, peep game, and learn somethin'
Nigga, check

A Sailor,
Baby Take My Hand, While Were Walkin Through The Sand,
I'm In A Situation Where I Finally Understand,
I'm On The Rite Path, I'm Goin The Right

my dreams 

Thoughts creep in they sticking and I wonder what they mean

Subdue my inner fiend 

Renue my inner gleam 

Do this all by any means 

Im

You could fall in love any day of the week
But it could take a lifetime to find what you truly seek
Seen jealousy in eyes when they hear what I've

I ain't got the fucking spirit
So I'm seeking me a mirror to
Reflect on my reflection
I may need a daily check-in
Surrounded by aggression
Checking

say too much more, let's get it

Look,
I love to make a mess on the beat, the way your cocoa butter leaves a mess on my sheets
ct my place been a hell

meditate before I meditate
If I said it man then I'm a make a way By any means
I'll make it out in anywhere
Where I'm from when it rains it pours Now I'm

imprisoned
By awful musicians
I'll offer my wisdom
To form a commission
To cause a division
And force their submission
From a awkward position
Babygirl don't

(Welcome back Blake)
(Xair lemme get that motherfucker)
Yeah (dududuh)

We cuttin' through the Bronx
Home runnin', think we with the Yankees

on my mind, and I'm thinking green
See our future
Not everything can last, hit that gas
Then we gone in a flash
Smoking drones, don't look back
Fuck with

a lot of deejays
Strivin for my spot
They would put me down every chance they got
Never cut me a break on any given night
They used to all look at me

Because I'm already heartless

Trapped under ice I lay
Wrapped up by your dismay
When I look up at your body
I know I need you back someday

flooded back so true
Didn't want to scare you all
But you were so
Beautiful

But I let you fade as the days went by
Lost myself in another's eyes
Thought it

Luther nigga, play', I'm gon' shoot a nigga
Pussy fat sit up in her pants like a cougar in Them

Gotta win by any means, nigga, ain't no loser in Him
He

trees, look out, whoa
We got car keys hooked to remote controls
Hit a button that'll smoke any whip you own
I told you, I don't want to close your casket