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A sick angered strangler who ain't restrained by the wrist
Say it again you won't is you paying attention
Say and regret not second guessing your brains

dare ye ya yank
I'm off for a bath and then I'll maybe have a... latte
Shut up princess man, you know this is how I roll
Who you callin' princess,

night long
Morning to the evening, my foreign, it don't speak no English
By the way this vibe killin' him, it ain't no grievin
By the way my neck

interfering with the investigation.

When I leave the house in the morning I don't know if ima ever see mama
This kiss just might be the last one ?tell? momma

this morning, washed My face, my nigga and seen a ghost
But, anybody assuming they gon' take food from us
Prepare yourselves for a cruel summer

that overthinking only slow my role
I’m tryna master this let me channel bliss
Black king gotta dream ima kneel for this
Black hoodie on labeled

Could be here one day, gone the next
Never know when you taking your last breath
Take advantage and give this life shit your best
If you woke up this

just came to your city
Know I pulled up with my blicky
Bad bitch I'm signing her titties
She call me her king and I feel like Mike Bibby
I ain't felt

Everybody's got needs and many
Times we pray to God asking for this or that
But how many times do we stop and count our blessings
And really take

this life this days am applying my senses
Highest elevation of oneself is the highest definition of yourself
Okay good morning good morning kayban
Life

CUZ BY MYSELF I GO AND GET IT
I AINT WORRIED ABOUT NO EXTRA
IM A KING UP IN MY CITY
PUT THE FEAR OF GOD IN EM
IF A NIGGA FUCKIN WITH ME
COMING WITH

the morning, 
While I was still busy on my recording, he knows it 
That I’m losing my sleep for this music thing,
Also that I have a dream like Martin Luther

I aim for the top
Came with the mop
Now watch me clean up the block
Cuz you chose to come talk like an opp
This shit a bop
Got niggas nodding they

late my
Eyes start looking oriental
And this pen is so temperamental, it's mental
I get money but you still see me in a rental
Shaking the petrol pump

6:00 in the morning
A nigga still recording
Marvin Gaye the ringtone
I wonder who is calling
Before I pick up, I look at my screen stalling
I

2020
The next morning was a college Day feeling energied alright
Like I know what I know what I Want today
I've gotta cut off this soul tie Rehearsing my

Johnny cage
Crown me your new king bitch I bleed or more
Chasing on this bag till my feet are sore
Neva Stop grinding no need to say more
Taking secret

Basically I'm one-two-three, yeah, basically I'm done
We were flexin' on them haters, in the morning, there ain't none
I got silver spoon

when I wake up in the morning
Ain't mourning our past self
Death by the Mob

Sleeping lighter and lighter
It's fueling the fire
They say that I'm lost

pull a square then put her on top
You the Jenga king
Type shit that get you lined up
Niggas money getting low and love getting expensive
That's why crime

Used to work late, at night
Why I only got to sleep in the morning
All work makes Jack a dull boy
But me I didn't heed that warning
Now I don't take

woulda took the good route
Like my brother (Nez n King)
Ima hustla
So by any means hustle
Bubble over broke
Stack over spend
I'm on my get back
Dis is my

night,
And waited for the morning light.

Finally the day did come,
to leave this terrible sea,
300 more years to live as swans,
then they at last would be

Screw
I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don
And all we do is get money
(Where I'm from)

Every morning I wake up and give my praises to God