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to put the pen to the pad 
And write down all the thoughts that I had
I need to wipe those tears away, fly away
And face all my fears
I came down from

back on road, I just unload my emotions and then upload
No potions, I stay sober bro
No brakes, I just go and go
No Nokia, let my motor roll
And I'm

Racks in my pants they look like thigh pads
Oh I fucked yo bitch, nigga my bad 
Been a while since I looked at a price tag
Bust down two AP's one

The Typa sound the tyres make
When drivers tryna stop the car and hit the brakes
Speedometer showing quite a different thing
These cars be moving at a high

gas no brakes boy what we be on
And I ain't sell my soul God put me on
Yea we dropping banger after banger
The devil is a dummy he still count using his

of the music to get focused now I'm back again
They're puzzled how I string together lines with just a pad and pen
I raise a glass of champagne its time

home feeling sad and lost
With my pen and my pad I could set it off
All of them bestie connections went chow
Rappers, they staring up at us like how?
All

been
Tearing at the seams
Brake lights, I should slow down
I'm staring as it gleams
Standing on the edge like: "Maybe
I can make this leap"
I got way too

like a mouse pad
Yeah, if I get a L, Ima bounce back
She tryna throw it, I told her to bounce that
I got my purpose, I already found that
She finna eat

per hour, eighty eight
Driving in my own lane
I ain't stopping till The Lord tell me
I ain't hitting the brakes

Said he want smoke, better bring him

sanity my fam said I need therapy but I just need the note pad
Gotta get my paper everything I spit is all facts
Started cutting class when I figured that

the truth and I got proof


If I .. cough or... sneeze..

Mask.. cover.. up my.. nose

Just pass.. me a.. pen and.. pad

Bitch.. I got.. runny.. flows


Check

try to catch me where I lay 
I cannot be a minute late
I break fast on a fast break
You brake fast cuz you bout to crash
Ever since I was an undergrad,

the same, I don't do that no more

Never backing down, no matter what it takes
If I'm losing control then it's both feet on the brakes
I need to slow it down

knees, get some new pads
I been out smoking with the plug, did some green grass
Skinny ass niggas on the beat, y'all gon' need masks
Already know you wet,

and all of your hoes

Glock in my lap when i'm makin a sale
Foot on the brakes and the gas on the scale
Used to be broke you know I had to sell
I got a job

picking up pads and pens, studying rap and the craft within
Plus understand that you can't give in and begin to build on a brand to win
In Seattle when you

tomorrow
Sometimes I think back
I wish I had what you never had
It started with a pen and a pad
Get off your ass and stand up

Get Up When You Down
Said you

me my lawyer a cig
Fuck a pad and a pen
Freestyle an album
In one hotbox session
Hit the club so turnt
Fuck I need a section for?
Pop me a tab,
Take me

shaking
They hope that I brake and they still praying
You Can still get beats like I'm will-made-it
Bitch we smoke on that dope
Get you real faded
go get

like I'm a star in your brake lights
So I know why you wanna turn around
Missed calls I don't glance at 'em now
Cuz I don't wanna know 'bout your new

tangle
Latina on me now she teaching me things like tango
Vibing different I'm straight up like Rambo
Get me a bachelor pad why ya ask
Chill with my fam

you slept you awake
Open road accelerate to escape
The human race and foolish games
Full head of steam with no brakes
On that Purple Rain
What's your

Brakes, No Stops, no chains
Gonna cop gonna claim my spot

Go hard go hard
Walk hard 
Damn right man I can't be stopped

Check me Out
Gotta say it thrice