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niggas gonna get your proof
Every day I listen to the greats
All the albums and the mixtapes
Takin itty-bitty pieces tryna add em to myself
Till the time

Written By: Derrick Wyatt and Charles Bacome II


Don’t wanna let my mama down, she built it from the ground
We done seen so many hard days, don’t

end up by switching my beat to then stop moving till my brain is dead
Hell, all I'm doing is relying on my parents' wallet plus some fishy loans
I am

the fact it's real is so appealing
Cross faded as fuck, don't have to feel our feelings
Surrounded by my boys and we all higher than the ceiling
They my

po pom
Ro po pom pom

Circlin'
Round round round
You lift me up at the speed of sound
And when your love swing my way
My love be mine through time

but i ain't even drop an album yet
Future Queen? I guess that makes me the Princess
They wanna keep talking stats, but truly lyrics are facts
Yes I run

yourself a rapper
Wrap it up
We've had enough of that
New sound with a crisp flow, but I ain't here to say my wrist cold
Got some hot hands cuz' I jot heat

giving opportunity
Too make a difference in music but gave no opportunity
Nothing new or fresh just the same ass sound
Same ol' producers with the same

Don't hate

Royce da 5'9"

Der Beste Tag Meines Lebens

2002

a threat that's growin with ya, step from the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse me with

Yeah
I guess I'm, sorry not sorry
Yo
For the past year I've been goin' through the ringer
I figured it would die down by now
But the more I consider

exchange I get to, improve my skill
I must sound delusional, but if you can't see it, then that's perfect, so I'll sit back trying to Just chill

Whipping

to make beats, spit a few rhymes
First time I came through, I messed around,
This time we break through with a different sound

Made some videos, some said

rapping is a movement

Stars In The Trap got the 
newest trends of music

Hood classic certified
 call it get get musik

I'm on a zigg zagg the 
white ones

I’m the one, I’m just surrounded by 3’s and 2’s 
I got a line around the corner waiting on me to lose 
I’m done with phony kickin, I can see that ain’t

the norm
Of having selective hearing from those who are older

I got admiration for Xenophanes
But the world is sadly xenophobic
So they probably miss

Between
This is no
This is yes
Those sacred words
Are true
I miss you
Every day
I wish there would be a fire
This is not an exit
I love the sound of doors

slides by with no slowing
As time flies we get older
My wise rhymes get bolder
The night sky'll get colder
Divine lights are pulling in
I don't wanna go

check the tally a negative sum

Yeah I do this shit without breaking a sweat

Parlay ya album let’s make it bet

Divy ya music and add up the odds 

For

photo albums and pictures on our walls
Now it’s Facebook and IG post when we bored
Memories fades but the melodies stays
Cause when you gone they never go

shit isn't real
Dyin' for some new music, then it drops for a week
Judgin' everybody's work over first-week sales
Then a month goes by, my, look

irrelevant wishes
Best bet's to pay attention, man, you don't wanna miss it
If I asked you what you want in life, would you reply?
Could you tell me why you

You acting like this (You acting like this)
Remind what I miss (Remind what I miss)
Feeling alone (Feeling Alone)
You talk 'bout trips (You talk

amends
Need to find myself stop searching for it in a friend
Afraid of the future inevitability's a bitch
I always miss the target but I take all the hits

Labels, special in the charts
Hard, staying with me
And by the way, I didn't say yes, I said maybe
So crazy, out my brain like my name Stacy
Bee married me,