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don’t care about your album
I don’t care about your tape
I’ll make what I make
And I let it resonate
In time with all my efforts
To me you just been

album with no feats

I feel like poppin in your bitch
Your bitch she fondin of my wrist 
She said no condom want my kids
I put my heart up in this bitch
I

out
Always in our lane and we mapped it out 
Adding tracks on a CD call it helping out
My own ideas never selling out

Dropped this album now

Fuck a label, you can't label, what is branded a rainbow
I am focused, tryna get this bag you fascinated by fake hoes
I'm my own boss, still a work in

No writers block words come To me abundantly
New albums drop with that Same old redundancy
I can flop as myself fake ain't Fun 2 me
Back in the day

and now I'm out for my claim
You got a bite like cats banned by name just out for the fame
I got a bite like Hannibal Lector let out his restraints
I

for all my women
Used you as a reference
Made it easier to segue my next sentence
Lately sex is empty
Embarrassed by my entrance
Only fucking with them

watching my back
Blood on the whip clutching a strap
Try it and walk up and see if it's cap
Ain't know you before the album you ain't getting dap.

Finna

many fans I can forget about the hate
Not saying there's no hate
But I need to forget and create 

Oh and I just dropped my third album 
In the first

and got engaged
But it never ended up happening that way
I was just left to fall apart
Vowing to never again trust my heart
I guess that’s the part where it

the game did not give a fuck
When I dropped last album that I put my whole heart in
A Proper Introduction isn't garbage
Who are ya’ll to decide if a project

Freedom
Isn’t Free
(Yeah yeah)
Ohh freedom
(Yeah we going back old school)
Isn’t Free
I go by the name of Mc Rafiki
Mike check 1,2,3
Yeah
Check it

Lake Erie sitting pearing at the green water
Life still in hell, but oh well, save my son and daughters
Michael Jackson in my headphones
Albums in

Music is in my heart
Nothing can take it away
I’ve had it from the start
Had to keep it at bay
Now I’m breakin’ out
Signing checks for full amounts

You need help and boy it’s urgent
I’m a monster like a serpent
Imma kill you right now
And make sure you 'gon die a virgin
Selling albums like

I'm heating up like cold pizza
Got an album coming, no features
I remember catching touchdowns with packed bleachers
Dropped out of college I was

on yo list
Pretty sure it was Cole, Drake, Larry June, me and Spitta
By the time you hear this, it be, early Yesvember
Wrote this verse on October first

My last album was like the birth of a newborn
Breaking bread when they lettuce still on the top like some croutons
Enemies start to look the same

All the lies by our leaders and media
We don’t need ya

We need someone to trust
To work for the people
And you sure as hell don’t
Believe in us

Verse


They don’t know 
The rules

Bad bitches lit 
Be by
The pool

Now they up 
In the room

Smoking gas

Hiding 
The fume
Wit perfume 

I need yo

Dear ozzy and sharon
Thank you
When i was a child
You got me through
Your albums
Paralleled my life

As i got older
Wisdom led your path
Through

thinking about memories of back then
Back then watching 106 and park
Back then music had soul so you had the heart
back then we had hoop dreams shooting in

an instance you’ll be lost by tomorrow 

Seem the only time we talk is when i talk on song 
See we used to have a spark, my only spark is my blunt 
Yeah i need

a bitch /
Everybody fucks it hard /

Jewels on my neck /
Chain reaction on my heart /
Call me by my name /
Look me straight into the eye / 

Gold