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Randy P

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Who would've thought that I would start off like this
Spitting words in the night sky
I hope that it sticks
I'm not in my right mind
It's awkward a bit
How I try to save the people while I hang off the cliff
I know
I got it all right here in front of me
Baby I'm 25, I should've been dead, the devil wanted me
Shots rang, like god dang
I'm Usain now
Got some street cred, I'm in a few things now
Holla back when you see me
I'm fat bitch I'm greedy
I don't want a slice of the pie
Y'all better feed me
Till June comes, who's gonna be these niggas genies
They need a couple wishes if they think that they can beat me
Mmm
Slow it down
They need to breath
Roll the window down
And feel the breeze
Feeling like Pac on my enemies
Cable tv taught me about the birds and the bees
So bitch please
Praise me when you down on your knees
No 120 credits could heat me a couple degrees
I'm already en fuego halo's could melt when I sneeze
I grabbed the devil by the horns and told that nigga I'm free
So goodbye to your dark thoughts and feelings of doom
Say hello to this warm weather, I'll see you in June
For anybody feeling like they shouldn't aim for moon
Just know that if somebody else did it, then you can too

Yeah nigga we back at it again
F*ck em all
I make em all feel the tip of my pen
I evolved
To be the God of these fraudulent men
Niggas couldn't get in with bars so they opting to sin
So I gotta get it regardless
F*ck em if they ain't with us
We gotta eat em they targets
Bitches'll suck your dick just to shop at Nieman Marcus
But there comes a cost
You can have all of the money, but your soul is lost
But then here comes the fans that worship you, likening you to Gods
Having dinners with models and having meetings with Nas
Weekends at the W, flying close to the stars
All of this what you wanted, but nothing could heal the scars
Somebody should speak to em bout mental health
Look at me, boy I got through it, don't kill your self
This is the reason I make music, I'm here to help
But how I'm supposed to pray for you, when I don't even pray for myself
This for everybody that's feeling like they're here alone
Baby don't worry cuz June's coming, know winter's cold
Just put your focus in something you love a hundred fold
Just find the people that care for you and hold em close
This for my niggas from Tim-buktu to Benning Road
From the isles of Greece down to Ivory Coast
I need somebody to please get this record to Cole
How many niggas you know baby, can cook with no stove
Ok then, maybe the flows crazy
I'm reaching my goals lately
I can't wait till I'm in June
It's never below 80
Head shots to all these rappers, my finger is off safety
And if my time is soon, I pray that the Lord take me

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