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shit
That's just too bad look here swim faster kid
Glad I admit i'm stuck being myself
If you need help go marathon my albums kid
Mounding it y'all

of my family mad 
Would have thought I killed him with my own hands, my bad!
I was by his side in cfrica, the pressure was spectacular 
Evicted from my

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
Something 'bout it felt like home somehow, and I
Left my scarf there at your sister's house

the moment and day
I emerge and get to the trophy and fame
I don't need none of that
I'll get through like a running back
Head down by the grace of God
Them

in this room by all these blank expressions
They can't hear a word I'm saying so there goes the message
They can pinpoint my flow, but solely it's not

at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

never be hot so my jacket is chilling
Wang I finesse I might jump on a Gucci to flex
But it's savage by strokes and I kill it
Coolest DJ told me get it I

thought you'd say it
Drop a new album just for you to hear it
You like to play me like a game
But this game you play will end today
Blonde hair
Green eyes

aye
Smashed her on the floor right by the door you know I couldn't waste any time aye
She say she so sore but she want more so I'mma give her a little

straight
Said I wasn't on my grind, must have been a deep fake
One day I'ma have it all for mastering this wordplay
Tryna play my album, but ain't no smoking

ik deed met de opps?
Zag je zijn face met de heat on my thing
Kijken en doen alsof hij het niet weet
Alle drie albums, die kwamen op één
Free al m'n

was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears
They would have lost it
The seventh album by a
Musician they both revered
First time this planet

of people inspired by rappers
Who do give a shit about the game we livin' in
Shit is ridiculous I have to say this
It should be common sense, I hope these

the rich they blood suckers of the poor
Cure cancer smooth romancer
When God asks why you’d better have a good answer
When’s the last time you’ve been

that you love me
They told me love was beautiful
So why I feel so ugly when I introspect
Memories I recollect are tainted
By the jaded frame of mind I

provide you the steps
Need to get lifting to put up my reps
Don’t cross Cheri love that woman to death
By God my God I never thought I’d be here
All these

that was me
And when I was there I didn't think the world wanted me having dreams
I tried to sleep
I locked the door
To lie at peace
But I was seen
By

still trying to drop three albums by Labor Day, motherfucker

Saturday morning cartoons
Filling up a medical balloon with some hot sauce
Goddamn, I saw

to wake you up
This shit's sponsored by Utica Coffee
Tell the truth, I'm doing my laundry
Tell some lies and you'll be sorry
Half of ya'll ain't heard me

I’m adjusting to this fast life
I’ll figure it out by myself I don’t need your advice
It’s complicated but I have to give this life a visit
I’m

was on 10 at 10 lil n**** I was on go
I had the racks in my denim you can tell by the way them bitches glow, Mr. Take Yo Hoe
I did not fear not one

out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty

road by myself 
The battles carry on 
For all the times I've been at war in my head Just thinking where I went wrong 
Now I could care less, truthfully

how they think they can kill at will
Ain't the one to bow or lay down
I'm bout to spill the real
Still drop these albums without a deal
No material get