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parents old, older than 45
My brother's young, the oldest one is 25
Movin' confident, cause I got both them by my side
If it comes to it, I know that they'd

who I am
Now I'm standing tall conversation with fans
I remember the days had nothing lose
Now i'm surrounded by winners they all paid their dues
I'm in

night I'd drop 50 on these niggas
This ain't like I keep havin' to remind niggas
That I really go to sleep and wake up in the kitchen
I lay by the waters

figure then times by three
Now you're somewhere close, I could do way more but I do way more than most
Few twenty-five mls do what I gotta do
Get fucked

sellin' grams
I'm gettin' bigger by the day, can't be fuckin' on no fans
Was supposed to fuck her first night, cuffin' shawty wasn't my plan
You can keep

produceing beats
Yeah
Feelin my feet
Step by step
They remember me
From Fingerboard Rap
The one the realize the dream to trip to Germany
Yeah
Sometimes sad

want you bad
You moved on too fast
I close my eyes and hope that you will understand
Hope you don't think that I'm your number one fan
I'm a hater that

conventional amateur
Different in vernacular
I ain't got no type
Hip hop's bachelor
Beats by the batch
Bag em up and leave a massacred
Give me my roses and my

time in the booth
Me and Lisa K got it cooking up

'Cause I know my fans gonna chew it up
Hundred million ladies have been queuing up
You're the only one

care who gon cut me I know that my real niggas got me 
Doing this shiid by ourselves
The gang, no one else
I don't got no haters I see them as fans
So

into customers
Don't die for this like others have
Shady, you a maniac, I only rap for Marshall fans
Why the fuck, do you think that i'm an alien

questions
Gettin' in the phase with music, don't care for no suggestions
Ain't a fan of the pills, I move slow when they in my intestines
Last time I felt

up the score
I fuck on that bitch, 'cause she blow like a fan homie
Damn, this dick, yo bitch do a spin on it
How is that his mans?
He ain't even

settle in
Peso's a persona Flocasso is like his rebel twin
He is who I blame if I ever should let the devil in
So much for being heaven sent by any means

man, center stage and hot fans
But I blew too many lines to make a real play
And if I ever had a shot I'd drank that shot away
Now I'm staring out

way it's this effortless
By the way she submit to thee letting her actions be known
This the playa epitome
The one and the only there ain't no

to the plan
And baby I promise I'm telling the truth when I say that she is a fan
My niggas strapped, no time for a hiccup
Bitch no time for a hiccup
Broke

should probably hang it up, cause you can't really hang with us,
No faith in their own life, just consumed by the phone light,
Can't relate to a bot,

The android
The tele-tubby
As much as the quarantined
Here in Cyborg Heaven where we are all only fans
Of the fatte
The femme
The nano sex
The trans, the zaddy

to put out that fire

But as my debutant was dancing in my doorway
She was just two steps from swinging off her stage
And though I was not a fan of all her

off
And the shit hits the fan
I think it gets you off
Twist the knife, kick the can
I never thought I'd be here again
It's like a trip and I am

I rest inta my blue heaven of a sky, i, i, i…..woah

stuck in a time warp, struck by a blunt force
plucked off a my course, placed on a high horse

Keep me high tonight
All we need is just one light
Keep us runnin all our lives
In the darkness of our time 

Come inside tonight you take me
By my

chat
You running game in your city you have fans by the neck
But they gon fiend for this wisdom like its straight off of crack
Only raw pure intentions