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Land taken by forced enslavement
Renamed and paved with hatred
This bitch has been blatantly racist
Our hands up, you still shoot
We can't breathe
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
Carolina you know the girl kept me up all night
And when my Carolina throw down you know the girl knows how to fight
Don't think we're gonna make it
Over and over and over again
I just keep doing this trying to win
What am I doing they asking me when
The album come out
It got pushed back again
My
young Jordan
Balling through fuck a bench nigga
I’m liable to take your bitch nigga
And I’m liable to make ya quit nigga you’ll see
I’m get it first by
Jordan
Balling through fuck a bench nigga
I'm liable to take your bitch nigga
And I'm liable to make ya quit nigga you'll see
I'm get it first by any means
that ass hop
All the fellas like to see you make the planet rock
Call it what you want it, ghetto futuristic come get up on it
There's a bianc up in
Haha, it's gon' be alright
When I was comin' up I knew my future was bright (yuh)
You know why? 'Cause I've got that flow that makes me glow
I'm the best
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you
breathe
Catch a pic before we leave
Holding on, why you leaning?
Make your mark first
Breathe in
Reel it
Demons preeing
Keep some secrets
Feel it
Mean it
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
been about that
If you know what I mean
WEST: My mission is about what I
Want to create it's for people
For humanity it's about things that
Can make
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
whole album
I don't need to no one to cope for that
When you know that I'm the baddest like what up
I'm just sittin' on back
Watchin' this game fall
shots
On the flight to Carolina
Really feeling like Mike
Y'all niggas ain't Mikes
You sweeter than mike and ikes
Your shots
It look like its shot by
a TBI
Wait, is that police?
Get out for what?
I'm not your guy (but you know)
They're gonna do it anyway
Wife behind the trees
Tryna to tell you
night, not hand-in-hand,
cgreed that we could be best friends,
But it's well past two and we're miles away from my place.
Oh, Carolina,
I may not love you
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
you enough for standin' right by side
For givin' me this try, a taste to know what it's like
To be appreciated the second I pick up this mic 'cause
You
down your throat, like you asked for
Fuck it, change the subject
You thought the album was off?
But I ain´t done yet
I was gone for a day, but let
then you don't know me
I'm remarkable N Inspired by her story
Came from Clarkton, North Carolina Born in 1924
That's my great nana
Ayy ayy
Moved
burned
Time going come, just wait your turn
Doing good…what's your concern
Stack this money to the ceiling
Watch it burn
I was taught you going live & you
autograph)
(Wow, I love you, I have all your albums, it's Mr. Nigga, I love him)
They stay on nigga patrol on American roads
And when you travel abroad,
now they cannot breathe
I am a part of the privileged majority
I don’t know what it feels like for minority
But all of it angers me
Sick
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