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And Crazy
It's Drama Time[Time]
I'm Gettin' Ten For A Show[Lets Go]
Album Aint Even Dropped
When it's Dropped I'm Gettin' Mo
Wish I Can Go Down Every

Mama I wrote you this song 
So I can say wad I feel I know I don't tell this very often 
But I really love you I'd never change on you by putting someone

back to the greenhouse headquarters,
More albums on order,
More hard drives on order.

You dont have to worry cause Im comin
YEAH
I see your hammer, I

Hit em wit a small lil check
I’m fucking with the cards I’m dealt
Still a rookie to the game off top no album on the charts but I’m still gon' flex

Riding round the city with the homies wit my shirt off

When I was younger white teacher told me scrub the dirt off

Looked her right in the eyes

Talking on em gram
And I would kill Nigga well just to have a dad
I go by milo hit a nigga in the back if that hoe is a pimp
Witness on that scene wanna see

traumas but they don’t forget me
A sick fiend, I’ve got 2 left shoulders
Fueled by liquor cause I can do less sober
I wish my whole crew gets older
but too

They say that time flies
What you see
When you look into my eyes
Got my niggas and my bitch
Sitting right by my side
Got me feeling mile high

love turns into the stars in the sky
Frozen in the albums
In the twinkling of an eye
Belongs to U&I

box
Y'all ain't bout that shit you speak about, you just tweet a lot

Smokin' on your album, puff puff, I'm a rasta
This ain't even pressure, you ain't

Uurrahhhgg!
Eyes up
Hop in
Wulffy bout to set the record
Cant be fuckin around they be lookin to murder me.
Opps been absurd, scratch it with

the dollar sign, I thought I told you niggas
I learned the game by watching Diddy and clocking Hova figures
Dinero here to set the tone this shit is motion

on your block for three summers and four winters
Chinchilla cold with the soul of a young old nigga
I never been hoed by any thot or gold digger 
The 44

tone, I would find home
And I'm someone everyone got they eyes on
See I was taught up in this trade you gotta learn the tricks
Not to go by the book but

frankly
Cause our community spirit's forever fancy
So I'll never miss my call-in
I went from chilling by the phone box to
Phone cases in the phone shops

go to bed early
My bedroom was right by it
Singing "Gloria in excelsis Deo"
Sure enough angels came to comfort us
And we rode on wings through all

you rap, I'm a lifeguard
We gon stop this war, we gon pull up to his door
Now we're gonna mess around and make an album cause were bored

Chanel

off in a noose
Why that ain't a problem now I am confused
Look at the shit that you eye on the news
Societies standards depriving the youth
Mind

heaven on a beat, I'm a legend in these streets
Corn Coast jumpsuit, you can bet it's made by me
So you know it's plain to see that we moving like the sea

like a pill
I'm ridin' like a CEO, I'm trying to get these bands up
Got the album takin off, I Guess we'll see where that shit lands us
I'm in it for

albums like Forti never even dipped
Looked my mama in the eyes say I'm drug free
Like I dont sip
Told her I'm just with the guys
Knowing damn well that my

That's Oz
Leave them between
The chill and left eye
That's T-Boz

They ain't do nothing
For me to be where I'm at
So I ain't got nothing
For them to take

selfish baby
No more pictures or the wedding rings
Cause I'm moving on to the better things
No more stressing over little things
Working on an album cause I

I'm takin' every
Move look I'm back and I swear down
I'm murkin' every tune
Better keep an eye on JAY
Becah' that album comin' soon
I can't believe I