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this is for ya'll love ya'll
DJ Phish right here signing out
It's just another day blazed baby
Awwww yeaaahhh
Now smoke to this
Bonus track

higher
And you a sheep following suit wool easy to acquire  
Your favorite game growing up follow the leader 
My favorite thang growing up was rapping

maker
Every day go by I get greater
When I'm in my thoughts my world is major
Just trynna get out the way
Get out the way and get my cake up

It's hard

And my flow so hot, cook crack, Lamar Odom

Your boy's back, so relax, the cash stacks
Tracks, attacks cats on wax, then whack rats
Okay, by now,  probably

I don't know (How) it slowly takes control
It bubbles up inside and hollows out my mind
All I see is what we used to be
Every moment clear - I'm all

they trynna knock me down
But I know that they can't
Yea they see that I been growing up they calling me the man
Don't be talking out ya neck lil boy I

fall out (But we fall out)
Why you tryin to work if you gon' call out (Uh)
You gotta put in work (Put in work)
I been cooking every day (Every day)

Can you keep the balance 
Or not 
You gone fall
Boy you bet not 
Lose hope 
Boy you bet not 
Give up 
Boy you bet not

Lil nigga stay Up 
Whaaa 
Stay up

to attack
I'm rap addict addicted to rap
You can stop me you know that's cap
When I get in the track you know it's wraps
Just a kid out the K making these

And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was

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Stories of a young boy who’s been blinded by the lights
Attracted to the hype, always in the spotlight (That bitch is mine)
On another

Yea boi

Is the boy staying on the stage, spectaculars do pledge, he's young age
Has his own sketch, under over dose emerge, darker cover aura so

When I'm up in Oakland
Niggers rolling in huge piles
In Atlanta,niggers crash you doors
When I'm in Philly,it's a sold out tour
In L.A.,I max out real

will I change from now to then?
Will I fall down, get up again?
Start out as boys, turn into men
I hope it turns out in the end, and I
I'm trying to say

So Ghetto

Jay-Z

Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Bonus Tracks Clean]

1999

the impression
Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'
It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'
My whole crew up in this

So Ghetto

Jay-Z

Vol. 3: Life and Times of S. Carter [Clean]

1999

we go back
Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen

I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims"
I'm so

the locals don't figure him out 
Growing older now, but he's still gotta man up cause he's gotta keep the mortgage down
His kid's in the front row, grandkid

If this what you want, and this what I want
Then why we fucked up like this?
Double my cup, and double my blunt
Boy I'm drunk as shit
Before you go

up (Payin' up)
Payin' up get ya paper up

Yeah it's Pillsbury Bizzle boy I chase the dough
You can feel it when I walk in like I shake the flo'
Got ya

star
But lately I've been drinking too much like a rockstar
I think my only way out is in a cop car
And growing up they don't tell you what the costs are

all I can afford
Blazing the back of a Cadillac on 24's
Seen it all as a kid growing up
Mama been in heaven so I'm lookin up
Never stressed out cause

Land: Horses/Land of a Thousand Dances/La Mer (De)

Patti Smith

Horses

1975

The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea
From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating
Another boy was sliding up the hallway

Town Drunk

Love and Theft

Love and Theft

2012

she ever had, 
Tangled in the talk behind her back
Yeah he thought she was nothing, growing like a weed on the wrong side of the tracks
How could

wanna stay for good
This doubt it trickle down my spine
Slipping out my mind
Complimented by the fact I’m running out of time
Tick Tick Tick
I’ll tell you