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to be in, I won't lie
But the only way to face it is to make it mean something;
It is in this very strict sense of the word
That I consider myself

the youngest, but
I don't even got no memories of em
I mean, I don't even know these mufuckas! LOOK
Gotta give a shout out to James doe
Had my back since I was

conversation goes
How slavery was ended two hundred years ago
But who's countin'
Cause your parents bitched and moaned over sharin' a fountain
And I can tell by

.45 by my gut
Nigga, that's just how I do thangs
Got some killas in the cut
Throwin' Bs, like they Wu-Tang
My Crip niggas know what's up
So muthafuck

scent
Or tell by my grin or look at my eyes they both got a slant
Don’t get it twisted... just cuz I’m bent
Don’t mean that I bend easy now that that’s

of James Dean's fan base
And I've been to West Hollywood
But most of the time it gives me anxiety
(Relax!)

Maybe that's why people get confused
They're like

since then playing my part
Life’s going by like Neptune, take it in no test tube
Blessed up, spittin at you, some of these old lines vault shit little

Do you listen to hip-hop
Life in a dune
Rest in peace to money fold-a

Getting wiser, getting older
That just means I'm fucking way OG
Hero pins on my

where dating means you go with me
And the outside come with therapy
My parents had the Jacksons
We had Jodeci
Hey, remember the lyrics to Save by the Bell

could go back and tell him better
But now it's too late
All of them hours outside
Taking jump shots in the rain
14 years old dunking 
A young Lebron James

This Nigga hell bent
I'm tired of doing the same old shit that niggas did
I'm tired of living a life set out by y'all for me to live
The plan was to make

call dementia
If y'all want it come and get it
Y'all gon' get that Sonny Liston
Here to stay down for my one percenters
Merrill-Lynch and it's our

the one with a caustic bite
I ain't the one who gotta live just like
You do when you tell me that you love me
But that's a falsity, justified by your means

here we go
No one ever told me that all of those that had known me would one day be in my music
Immortalised and the old me would hold me and say so much

a pinebox
I mean Lift you out your sox
Pay attention to the Clock
Its like Half pass a niggas ass lay em in the grass
take suitcase fulla cash and mash
16 in

live in the moment
Stay and I own it like James when he’s ballin
Under no rappers that actually call this shit hip hop but scream in the morning
I’m

smashed on, 360 get his dash on,
By any means necessary, get ya cash on,
I ain't flashin', I'm passin' passed 'em,
I never will lie, I testify, just ask

time
To buy you up a chateau
Put your vision on a board by the front Do
Even though we still feel the knock of Jim Crow
Hindsight's 20/20 but your path

to giving old priests
Some frightening hugs
I'm biting my tongue
Cause I'm afraid of cancel culture
Like there's a chance
I'll get infected with this cancer

watch how we shake the game up
Did all of that staying down til we came up
I mean can you blame us now we on the rise
(These) hoes who curved & swerved

eyes"
I couldn't take it ten years old gettin' attacked
He was the only reason that I didn't collapse
My man Will saw me fallin' apart, he said
"I

concerned by rumors and gossip About the prodigal
Playing with Caucasians to hurdle my every Obstacle
Now don't get me wrong never hungered for Quick success

aint just trapping
I’m James Lipton I got a question for you niggas acting huh
Whatever happened to making music and being you
Drunk views for every

since the 10th grade 
Re crave the boy she said give it to me rick james
You niggas  bad liers who wear wires
Pig infected ct that do it with ease
Well