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I knew she wanna fuck me
By the way she went to touch me
Yeah she from Long Buckby
But for the night she staying in Rugby
I had it in the bag until

I’m so grateful for the ones who stuck by
They my family, always in my eyes
I was scared to love but I found the calm I needed
You're finally out my

ice out my damn wrist
I was around this society
Mentally Menace to society
I don't know why they trying me
If they stealing the style then they

drive keep gassing me I’m in my 5th gear shift art for the Sistine chapel up in the Vatican inspire to get this black wealth by Dr Claud Anderson can’t

of bridges but I know that I can swim
I don't need nobody else
People tryna take my credit
I can do it by myself
Cuz I got it all embedded
In my mind
I'm

I'm so grateful for the ones who stuck by
They my family, always in my eyes
I was scared to love but I found the calm I needed
You're finally out my

from my family artists and my friends
I hope all I'm lending out is helping hands
Support that I've gotten, so far and it's plenty
Three albums I

the last time you had some octopus? 
	At a 5 star restaurant not a Jamie Oliver’s 
	Surrounded by lotta chicks like am at a poultry farm 
	Accustomed

really hope you come back with one last hit
I'm bouta get it in the mix with my 5th album
You know it's finna be lit
But above all, I want you to know

album got that Wu-Tang like Raekwon
This be a brand new year for the G
Even when I'm rockin' like a Black Beetle Paul McCartney
The months gone by are

hammer fuck a toolbox
Animal in that field, but I ain't talkin' bout no livestock

Dropped a mixtape sounded like a album but they compared it to Drizzy

Island Road. The first bell ringing-in one last school day on February fourteenth, 2018. Seventeen echoes of footsteps down hallways for five class

fives are skillet yeah the skies no limit
She said she's gonna see what I'm on
I said shawty my eyes are different

I'm tryna hop in the DM's she's with

the slaps
I don't wanna talk about it
Might just pour some Wok' up out it
Niggas really birds, they eat my crumbs and then they squawk about it
If you feeling

Ayy
Just been thuggin' all by myself
Been too long, shii, I'm finna tweak out
I'm too damn high, like I'm on the top shelf
I never been in

every last king
This project like 1-5
Of all "The Ghastling's"
Ain't no way to live life right
Forget the bad things
I'm killing every other artist that's

your name is still engraved
I'll kiss half a dozen roses
and then leave them by your grave
Could give a fuck about the fame
You didn't love me yesterday

Yeah, man, it's your boy J stalin
Man, you feel me
I'm just sittin' here lookin'
At this photo album, man
I got a lot of niggas that ain't here no

close if I know you do not pretend
And that list gets smaller by the day, slip up
Pupils get too big and then they trip up
Playing with inverse words in

This is outro for the album
I am not Austin, but I am trying to get powers
Back in school, I was watching Chowder
Fuck these pricks, these boys be

Hallelujah, Glory
All the honor and the praise goes to you Lord
V!nny
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We ain't following nobody but our dreams
Nobody but Christ the giver

sound
They got a problem
Best rapper alive
When I'm dead
I'm writing your albums

Say your 5 but without 1
Say goodbye to ya Mt. Rush
More want a 1 on 1

used to authenticity
They two dimensional, I'm 5D, that's why they mention me
My name's a corporate entity, my vibe so street
Your man's uncomfortable

airwaves
And I'm playing moves at a thousand ways
Moving up at a new rate
Not famous but I'm still great
Last album got a lot of plays
Networking trying