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into gear 
Work yo ass up 20 years 
Ain’t no pack up time is dear 
Lead a pack up time is near 
I’m the main event this year 

Cz i was so high 
Blowing

save you?
'Cause I know you saved me too
Let me take a step towards you
Let me feel you in my hands
Let me cross this line
And show you where it leads

(All the way)
Only place he take you is for granted (He a lame)
So you don't say nothin when I ask you where your man is (Not a thing)
Now we doing it

lessons in the end
You don't know where we been
You can't hop in this Benz
Bitch, I thought that you was bad as
Hell until I met your friend
Yeah, you can

of progress
Black people dying by the second this is constant
The nonsense to lack com sense in these times is
Bondage we chasing after things that lack promise

where there is pain
You know I am a fucking native Englishman right?
So why the fuck should I give a shit bout this bish tonight
I've got more shit

to France
Do that shit when I recoup my advance
Go where Marijuana is legal
Up in that plane like an eagle
Only one of me not no sequel
I do not fuck with

a clue its true
This is how a shore flow shot thru

Ill make a way where there isnt a way dude
You can see that how my work is beginning to break through

Homies gotta do what the homies gotta do 
We were chillin where he stay in EPA its full of blues 
Where his brody slang the yay and g will strip you

sly

Pick up a sock
Pick up the glock 
Lookin at this like its a clock
Dobbys walkinout he is unlocked
Tic toc tic toc
Time flies by
That is no lie

to lock the door 
My girl
I know You know where this is headed
Check the comments
Cuz my feet back I chill
I know you been on. A mind track
I cant just stay

At me and where I'm supposed to be
I've got places to go and people to see, yeah

Saying goodbye's not like when
We were in high school
This time I'm not

Dolla dill nigga
Now i wouldn't say this a diss
But i guess its a diss
Take it how you want it ya heard
Or leave it where it's standing ya heard

Uh

the ground but my power it can't be contained 

Nigga 
I ain't on no studio shit
Only thing that comes close is my bedroom closet 
In that savings box yeah

Should I stay should I go
Is it love I don't know
Take it fast take it slow
Is it real I don't know
Should I stay should I go
Is it love I don't know

And I just can't wait to get away, hey baby
And I just can't wait to get away, hey baby
What's happenin' with you, lil' baby, my name is Skipp, nice

a pattern
This where my concept of manifestation began to happen
Given my creative skills and rays of expression
Son gon' build a world and leave distinctive

Sip on my water of high hopes, I am your god
Not your damn pope Oh my, you living in fright, I'm lurking with
Demons at night Where is your god, I am

in it
My money ain't stopping
This shit heal my pain nigga
Raining cause I stay winning
Pure game cuz my swag stay dipping
Yes music is my passion
For

a
Carnie koi collector
On some thar be golden treasure
Through the Charlie horse displeasure
On a barley Cornish bender
In some dark and stormy weather
Where

this. 
cause I'm 
Tryna. 
have some fun 
Like in a 3 way 
I'm in a seat where 
Perspective is creeping 

Saw it all happen from the front 
I seen niggas

at your address 
You a damn shame copy
From 716 (6 6 6)
Like I’m champagne papi/10
666 
Like I’m possessed by the devil
I just accessed a new level
With

wassup with me
Yeah they know wassup with me

Ain't no time to complain bout' where you at
You need to up a level
If they bust at us we gone bust back

that's why my biggest fear is losing me one day
And let's just say when that day comes there won't be much to say but I will like to start this song off by