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passed me by
And others asked what did it cost?
Purple lamb skin robe
A crown with some thorns
Yeah
Cause I'm rocking that fashion
That no body's worn

help you when you
Got on your feet
How you gon' sell a million records with no album release

Every time I get in the booth, it's like I'm out

that you making
Taking over your thrown and the crown that you claiming
Niggas be like I’m the king in this game
You short-sited, deluded or blinded by

album is a blessing owe it all to LoveSeat
A wise man once said
For you I wear these thorns
Plated with a crown of thorns
Betrayed by ones who swore ohh

What's popping
I'm in the cut like a doctor
I hit the bank for deposits
You be in debt call ya momma
My spirit animal a Chupacabra
Mythical legend

of twisted plots
	
VERSE 1 
	Today I really woke up feeling like a blob 
	Album nearly ready, doing bits and bobs 
	I used to throw some Frisbee at my

The type of brother that will go
To ya album release party
Grab the mic and BOO you
Like how's how, F' how's how
I make a fool's do rag do not want to
Nephew

dreams
I’m on my sixth month straight, I’ll never ask for a break
The album’s not even done, can already tell that It’s great
That’s the type

God please
Protect me I'm safer in a jail cell
You heard Partners n Christ
Was coming to do a spiritual drive by on the kingdom of hell
With the armour

Tell me something good
Chaka Khan
Chillin' in the hood every time Messiah drop a song
"He's too good for the streets"
No, you got it wrong
I'm only this

my classes bro I wasn't passing nothing but a joint
Now I be standing on business and getting some figures with my pen I'm straight to the point

Was

and mistreated
By His name we casting out demons
Step on the block where they're scheming
Demonic influence beneath 'em temptation is easy
Shackles and chains my

you pass it back

Bitch, pass it back, pass the Act'
Codeine got me passin' out
Crown mix it with cranberry
Tryna see what that about
'Member we

my name on wax
Thirty two three albums bout one hundred tracks and counting
In Atlanta clowning on how these niggas sounding
Georgia raised Florida

charge
Like kings give me the crown
We buildin' up an ant hill like empires we build the mound
And we goin' to the top
It's in my blood, it's in my fuckin'

the story ends
Fast forward 100,000 people signing they were born tho be victorious, warriors, glorious, all from this I'm

Big Time, call me big time
Crown

Y'all really gone make me rap again
I'm off of flipping words I'm flipping acronyms
I need a challenge
This album proof I'm the Kid In Nimbus with

stalling cause I ain't stopping
I'm bossing cause I ain't propping
That young boy really popping
From Atlanta, you woulda thought Brooklyn would've had my

metal
So let the dust settle
Was already bad enough
Y’all getting bodied
By a man with the Midas touch
‘Cause I’m just to slick
The crew sick
Ima spit so

up nigga
Give him a inch he want a length like pies
But
He done a album for fans to revise
Now quan is here taking his fans by size
Yow
Since he wanna

me
First you get the power
Than respect
I got a thick chick in Atlanta
Now that's a Georgia peach
I'm insane when I pull out the Hammer better bolt

on the ways of the phrase that I say 
I'm Atlanta Braves I could erase the waste without a single trace

So in this case let me raise the stake without losing

Yes sir, My name is Mavi and they call
Me the man of Charlotte
I'm from a little clique called Killswitch
Shoutout Sway, shoutout God
My new album

bastard, plastered
I'm gone off weed and acid, magic
My mind is doing backflips, gymnastics
All my albums classic
All these fake rappers they stay