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popping now, look at my pockets I promise
You come with a problem, I bet I can solve it
Can't hang with these people that can't give me nothing
New year,

that stay with percussion
As soon as you try it then they get to Drummond
I'm Andre the Giant, I'm stepping and thumping
And you know the family come

know who the real reaper is
(me) if I want you dead, then you will be
I ain't afraid to get dirt on my hands
That's why they're absolutely filthy
I'll

be surprised when I'm lonely and famous
I learned that they love you when you on the ground
And then hate when you make it, it's only contagious
I been

need your love (come on)

Living with the memory of the things you did with me, boy (things you did with me)
I just wanna breathe your soul, I'm

Everyone is scared to say the things
That I say on songs
It's just me alone so it's easy
To just say I'm wrong
Not many people come to my defense

Ay bruh
Ay I think we made it
I think we made it

Ok we made it, uh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Ok we made it, uh
Them boys sayin, don't be playin
At the top

ain't prayed like my mama did you're Important but not my priority
Come be on the road with us then You'll know that the journey is rough
We tough

Yeah
I'm 23, but I still bring 'em to you
I flipped the sample out the drums then I give 'em the truth
The same me, motherfucker -- don't you get it

and phony 
Like them niggas on power that worked for Tommy
I don't condone it but I don't knock it 
Realest season 7 you should come watch it, or binge listen

priorities
I wake up feeling champion
Then I feel inferiority when I
Log in like Kenny
I see many that are getting more than me
They got a solid amount

the booth if I can't come through with them rhymes
I oughta be another automated lil rapper boy who spits lies
Like I'll cap y'all with this nine
And these

the hood but yall aint never respected
Shoot 50 rounds out that drum and then that clip get ejected
Pretty bitch and she boujie highway giving me becky
Had

even blink
Aye, boy what you talmbout bout
You should blame yourself, you the reason why we falling out
It’s been way too long
Way too many hundred years

thinking that you really need
I don't fuck with no broke bitches
All they want is that pin, is them four digits
Then they lining you up, now the block

no quicker then when the gas lit
When it comes to impeccable flow
Will leave em mastered
Getting money left and right I pancake
Got stacks like iHop

the warrior lifting it
Let's see how strong his resistance is
See the light, then we swerve (chain so)
If that boy fly, this bullet gon' curve (heavy)
That

gon' end don't know
But bet by 2 there's a blunt in my lip
Roll up drugs and then smoke it
I smoke on my demons 'til they can't speak (Yeah)
Pull out

I grew up in the trenches[00:41.93]Where my momma yellin[00:42.80]Lil' boy better stay on that porch[00:44.39]She was scared I grew up[00:45.25]And

ya write clean
Make a hit so maybe then you can display ya ideas
Fuck a hit my throw aways could make a classic tape
Rapping I stole from Pac

Partners Come Along Too

Lil' Zane

Young World: The Future

2000

Then tell me how you love that, is your pimp game above that, how you love that?

Let me tell my partners come along too, they want to bone too
They

a force of nature
You niggas more like (huh)
Forced relations
I hate to say it
If it ain't the
Double H's playlist
Then it's kind of hard for me to play it

Talking bout me cause, I'm on the come up
I'm always with the boys don't you ever try to run up
Haters making noise, I ain't got no time for drama
I ain't

the shit that makes you cry and then makes your tears smile
Mama, don't worry. Your little boy is not a kid now
I got a bunch of my own, plus I'm running