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down just vibe just vibe
Run this cruise at the after party
Slam this joint then you rock somebody
We all up in the street and we got some hotties

And I wrote down
"We must come to recognize that God is an unlimited supply 
And that everyone has access
God does not run out of blessings

a young cat man I been a dog (Scratch that man I been a god)
Whole album produced by me nigga (Yeah I know my shit clean nigga)
East side nigga chasing

An album by Ben Varney
June 11th

the sun
That's why I'm always on the run
Trying to get it all at once
Go through struggles with my brothers knowing it's a couple more to come
I ain't never

And there really ain't nothing that I won't do
Less talk, yeah you know I gotta show you
Middle of the night yeah I run and hold you
You're the one para mi,

me
I got sour i got runtiez we i got sherbert by the tree
This a blow out wit these poles out we be Smokin oops for free
New year but the same rules

always keep that pistol they gon wet the block
Wait a minute run it right back
with asthma attack
can’t breath took his pump then he asked for it back

And Jolly
A green giant
Telling you stories
While it's happening
Call it Jolly tales
My album
Made it to the top
And it never fell
Wishing star
Shine bright

i get in album mode
But you gone wait to see
Ill drop hints on my ig
Watch the follows patiently
If it aint about some business
Aint no internet for

a mangaka, don't try and spin the narrative
Too passionate to be a pacifist
I'm passing by all of these passive kids
The catalyst to make you stop your yapping

at me fine
But I look around and see my fucking loved one's demise
I have to sit and take it months and months that go by
Eventually I'm feeling numb from

that last album was really just a sign
Who the fuck really wanna get played with
I'm just waiting for a moment I can get dangerous
Anybody wanna diss me

a pocket pussy so feeble
Thought he cold up on my shoulder let me heat the metal 
Controlling nothing but a beat block run by devil 
That girl a dime piece

We just one in the same
Never tamed by life daydreaming again
Lost is cold nights no stranger to change
I guess these Ot babies just changing the game

And running away from my past
Lambos
Jaguars
Nascars
Private jets
Fast life
Pesos
Swiss francs
Euros
Pounds
That’s cash life
Big emblem Benz
Filled by me

Y'all know me, still the same old queen but I been Loki 
Hated on by most these crackers with no cheese, no skills and no G's 
No synths and no keys,

the kingdom
Run back to first situation
Lame so don't pay no attention
Turn down by radio station
My head there's no competition
Trolling and fishing the reason

leaning  to the left
Screamin f fox news till i run outta breathe
From the cigarettes, like nore said you ain't a nigga yet
On the firm album, a gravedigga

Tuesday)
Two on the top just never grew in
Not that uncommon, like 7% of people have it
Shoutout my surgeon for putting 'em in
Album is out so I'm flirting

Simpson
Luca Brasi with your hand out, Doc Dre with my whereabouts
They waitin' for an album, me, I cannot take a fast route
Fuck what the hood like

real for them lames (lames)
I was always bout my change (change)
Four solo albums in, still doin' my thang, what the fuck is you sayin'?
Y'all niggas

finessed a painting and my rent paid
Fuck getting by
Got less time for getting high
These hoes ain't on hourly
These ain't allowed to be
Small circle still

Oh wait, is that my poster
Album signed by yours truly?
I swear you said that you don't know me
But girl it looks like you kinda knew me
Oh shit,