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to wake you up
This shit's sponsored by Utica Coffee
Tell the truth, I'm doing my laundry
Tell some lies and you'll be sorry
Half of ya'll ain't heard me

works, and you're already in debt.
By age 15. Got a phone, but know means to keep up with the bills. Now it’s 20 years later.

Chorus

Verse 2

so I can see the design

Blind side by the woes, not one to die at the blows 
Hit the weed and I solve them, then organize them in rows
Think I got

Track: “Blasphemy (feat. Bue) [prod. Jaysea & Bri Crisp]”
Artist: The Sargent & Bri Crisp (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”

threats, were never empty 
You’d fucking shoot me, shit got messy 
Ya heart colder than an esky 
You rode my heart then hit a wave, heavy like a jet ski 
But

the greatest rhymes
Learn a thing or two from pioneers ahead of all the times
Working on an album, Jay produced, let me speak the truth
Ready or not, here we

check my bank every day to see if I made a hit.

1:06 beat slow down
Girl: so you want to see me shake my tail feather ? maybe even beat these cheeks up?

Touching a billy fore I hit fifty
Fat Freddy in the car smiling till I pass on pretty
And it don't come easy
Check me out I'm Superfly nigga

Pull up on your

to when it was only me and you
I would drop off everyone so we could rendezvous
Prioritized my feelings for you instead of my crew
I picked you up we hit

making all these songs before the fame
I take it serious, it's not a game
Put my album cover right in a frame
Just so they all know Zeyro's my name
I've

Cleaning tables and sweeping
While waiting for 12 to hit
I'm anxious and hype
Cause my favorite artist dropping new shit
Five years since his last

that made the difference between hits and album flops
And being the toughest act follow
Watch that black boy fly like Arron Afflalo
The apollo's just

revenge
The metrics
The slander
By legacy standards
I look to be helpless
And stranded
They've taken advantage
I've taken my damage
Just wait till my album

inferior
Sorry I think you're scaring her
Lilac black snapback tails of pony
Click clack the fly trap and you've lost ya money
Funny death, true lies, living

was finished?
Gave birth did the work
Dropped an album now I'm back in it
Like I never left
Ninety-nine up on my chest
Bother bitches when I walk up in

fine, I pull her hair while she jerk me with her right hand
I don't got no time for one night stands
But if you're mine, you stay by my side, you is my

two doors
What you mad about
Re ignite the flames
That driving me to make it out
All this time keeps passing by
I'm losing track of it
I'm feeling like

here before
But this is the place you've been looking for
Here, I'll introduce you to everyone
And we'll have some fun by the time we're done

Mode is

Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Arrows.
An album by Matt Beaty, enjoy.
Oh they're ready?
Yea-yea-yea
Bet
Alright lets go
Here we go
Holding you only

run free on the page
Got me workin' till I'm paid
Don't talk unless you got something to say
Go to church cause if you're lost then you need to pray

gauge
Internal warfare, maybe I should burn some sage
Moving by my lonely Lord knows
I been full of rage
Wanna spazz out on a nigga
But no I been well

different side
Need a girl who meet my quota
By my side like when I blow up
Peace the only sign I throw up
Immature, but trying to grow up
Everybody words got

there 
Learned from those who got followed 
cnd now they forced to pay the fare 
Know I be ten steps 
chead 
Of where the fuck you think you're at 
Never

stunt! Good luck then
Street battalions rocking medallions 
U get beat, hit harder than Metallica albums 
 
You stepped in the danger zone 
Snipers posted