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Meantime I'm finna give y'all teaser
East side crib by da beach feel da breeze
I needa
Book
Imma read up
Clean out negative
E N ergy
I've been freestyling

ya boy stuck in the game
I just had to go and flex cause it's all about the gains yo
Surround by some bitches and a couple of my homies
Went from local

establish
Talk to God from the Airbnb
In the sky mile high playing chess eating cheese
Pair it with the wine, add a pair of dimes
That'll shift the entire

imagine me spreadin' racks

It's inevitable, I get the cheese, I be crafty with the Mac
Went from workin' at the beach, sellin' weed, now slangin' crack

Boss Dog Player
Villain in the field
Little brother is a Slayer
I kill it if I can yuh
Give me your hand now
We taking a trip
Under the moon, fire by

a hundred miles and runnin'
Easy come and easy go, that's why I work 'til midnight
I'm out of town, [?], thirty on the turnpike
My piss clean, I caught

Chilling by the palm trees long bread come with tall cheese
Being a boss come with small fees
It ain't a crime unless the law sees

I got hating niggas that

you?

You took away the pain and dried up all my tears
But now (but now, but now)
The times you wouldn't stay you left me by myself
That's tough (tough)

I'ma floating shiva
Shit man I'ma leave this party
I'm a space ship 
On a beach, way all up in 5D
I'm virtual love child
Shit, I dont need a body

Gather the people

Find out the new ways

To start a new phase

In a few days

In a new place

Crawled through the desert on naked feet

A mile long line

of the pack by at least a country mile
You're my number one, write it down so it's on file
So baby hold it down until we walking down the aisle

Cos you're

Way Too High
747 out of Long Beach heading straight to JFK
cnd I'm leaving you behind
Might as well be anywhere, a galaxy a billion miles away
Girl,

the lost n found
So much money coming through da fucking mail
By mile so a nigga losing count
Never gone stop yea I'm always do it
I gotta keep going till

and hit the beach with some mangos
My main goal is really mastery of self
And I ain't done it yet so I can't set it on the shelf
I got my belt drawn, felt

Fuck a label, you can't label, what is branded a rainbow
I am focused, tryna get this bag you fascinated by fake hoes
I'm my own boss, still a work in

and drinking
When I feel like nothing is gonna be bringing me anything I can enjoy
I can remember when I was just a little boy
I was so innocent I didn’t know

never do it for statistics but there's no discussion
A thousand streams under a month my boy you gotta love it
Gotta love it
I feel like I'm Jardani

every time when it sound like beef
Shit I don’t even eat beef
But I feast on beats
Till I peak and I’m shitting out heat
That’s led
Stop shooting that boy

live by come with an algorithm
I know it hit like stone
Then throw a towel in it
That last album? Aww man I spent an hour with it
Im into writing stories

were my girl

Boys on the block are either
Getting their blocks shot
Or their shots blocked, they all suicidal
In the gym
In the streets it doesn't

acclaim
Another change, its just growing pains
It's all fair in love and war but I prefer the pain
For every mile paved, stayed above the terrain
Cuz we

and rhymes? Just saying
I've been blazing all year and they ain't listen right, they was acting like my album was the Kryptonite
This time last year, man, I was

otherwise they'll make it out of a meme
But we can clap them out of our way by rapping about them
I had to scrap the song "A Lil Crazy" off this album
Because

otherwise they'll make it out of a meme
But we can clap them out of our way by rapping about them
I had to scrap the song "c Lil Crazy" off this album
Because