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Uh, need me some millions, I need seven figures
They still tryna figure me out
What you gon' do about, I come in your house and finger your spouse

Well I'm gonna let you know
My mind is made up
And I wanna go and I've been
Thinking about what to do
Been thinking about me, about me and you
For

should have been sober
But cool was the head
That laid on my chest
With fears to express
But you kept them in and sent me back west 

Dressed to the nines

gonna do when it comes back on you
Keep it all lowkey now dont try to get caught know if you do thats not my problem

you looking back at me
And I knew that for a moment
You were calling out my name
You took away my hero
Will you take away my pain
Take away my pain
Let

tricks you be thinking I’m working with satan 

I only come for the racks and I’m gone 



Notifications beeping on my phone 

I get notified only for

thriving for perfection
Ion do relations nope I cannot get into that
But if I really love you it's a guarantee I'm spinning back
Aye imma roll I'm on top

you lack cheese
I'm tryna make a killing
Blowing O's Rest In Peace To Uncle Givy
Hoppin in that skrr skrr

If you don't show what you feel you will lose

awfully
Even when mocking me
You gotta do it awkwardly
Often dark thoughts speak givin'
Me these allergies
When I sneeze, who's gonna bless me?
Counted one

the ideas are gone like a place for God
Put my energy into my social persona
I'm never being a loner
But I'm a Kierkegaard philistine
You'll get every penny

name the price

You with the best
I do me to get that
We use have to less
I've been broke
The bag been low
I could sell dope
But I don't it
I smoke it

playing forward

Pass it over here, I'm open!

Come on team, you've got this!

Yeah!

Eh oh, eh oh
It's the game of our lives
Eh oh, eh oh
Come on amigos
Eh

When I close my eyes
You're all I see
And in my dreams
You come to me
Not a moment goes by
That I don't think of you
I see clearly now
I know what

wondering like baby, what the fuck
Cause we can go deep, and like a chart, imma have you reach peak
And it'll get steep, and like a hill, you gonna come down

Send them twelve dollars on their birthday
With a card that says, "I love you, grandpa"
Than wait by their phone for their phone calls

Grandkids,

and do me dirty then expect me to applaud 
Y'all are wrong 
Cut you off 
I'm the boss 
This music is business and I treat as such
Won't take another loss

Epilogue

Kill Your Idols

This Is Just the Beginning

1999

what does not kill me makes me strong I listened to the words you said The one that I once loved is dead I'm not sitting by the phone I'm not dying here

come true
with no bitterness and no regret 
you do what you gotta do 
looking back - there are sins i won’t repent 
in this world - i accept that life

turn up i do it for you, these people dont know me they don't know the truth
I like it when im in the booth, while im smokin on the boofy
Shoot a nigga

herself
Even without brands
She's still designer
Head to toe
Fills her lips
So you can feel her kiss
Like a fist
Brazilian butt lift
To fill in
What nature

the house for a week or 2 then we come through the back end
I want all of the gualla and all of the packs you better not reach
Some of the shooters that do it

only a dream 
so i went back to sleep
what else could i do 
tried to find my way back into that dream so i could be close to you 
so i could be close

Words from my mind do not come out half the time
All the time that goes by does not help me see your eyes
The music in your voice helps me hear what

Come on, come on
Can't you see that I've been waiting by the telephone
Slightly complicated, always overrated for me
What's wrong, what's wrong?