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some songs on this album dawg, I had to scrap
Cause it's not the way I'm feeling now, I'm finally back
To myself and I'm better than ever, i'm truly

I'm on the move with nothing to lose
Except that you've tried to get me removed
Got me in the booth this shit aint a spoof
Hit the roof cause I'm tryna

Stuck my nose to the grind stone
Checking off another milestone
Making hits nothing through the strike zone
Who woulda thought with this refined

If I drop an album and no hears does it still make a sound
Is it like a tree in the forest when it falls and no one's around
If I play a show and no

desperately wish you had
See, it's the way you make up songs and you belt 'em out in the shower
Then tell me you'll write my album, you'll have it done in

Rap's behemoth
Check the tracks the whole album steaming
Passion gleaming, pass the seasoning
They wanted a plate so I had to feed em
Now I have em

don't know
What we could do if we had more
But we don't
Still going to make eleven hits for my album though

other albums, plus
The merch, plus the shows
I ain't even tryna flex
Dog, just get the arena set
That way when I come to do my service
It's a set
Me up

Lakers up by 10 and I need
Some more ice in my shit literally

And I know a lot of dimes, they a handful
That's why players on the
Sidelines can't

We got an army, we loaded ready to hit 'em

Check it yo call me Zilla
I'm a monster with clap and kicks
The reason alone
You niggas pushing albums back

but I'll add them to my album
If you fuck with it, then I like you
If you don't like this shit, you're a psycho
Let me explain why I'm rapping like this

Talking on em gram
And I would kill Nigga well just to have a dad
I go by milo hit a nigga in the back if that hoe is a pimp
Witness on that scene wanna see

okay, it's not alright
If I could, I would take my life
I'm too afraid, so scared to die
They say feelings fade, knowing I just might

Might disappear by

I lost my first record deal in ten months
Blinded by the light from
Let's run to redrum
Now I see it twenty twenty
Like Dateline, you can't rush in

a nigga under me
GREAT you lil niggas better run from me
And i still pour lean by the 4oz
Same nigga back used to sell OG
Nigga yeah that's on GOD
I used

son
Let me tell these niggas something, God
I don't want niggas sounding like
Me on no album
Keep it real, get your own shit, man
And be original
"Word

'til I
Come knock they whole damn hive off (Bitch)
'Cause I'll pull up to a rap bitch
Hood, then spray the whole block
Then drive out (Boom)
762 hit her

sing like, sing like)
Yeah yeah you sing like school recitals
Feds ask questions, you hit high notes
Yeah you sing like you is Michael
(sing like, sing

the streets are patrolled
By remote-control creepy Gorillas
I be dressing like I'm Ichi the Killer
I chase Scallywags like a pimp from Compton
With a hoodie

in and out
Oxygen in my blood
I'm calculated in my movements like a TI81
A machine on the keys
Workin' way after the sun
In that city by the sea
It's

Apollo 13 for lunch
Blueberry In my blunt
I will skip you I don't give ah fuck


Took ah hit, Now my vision gettin lil blurry
Blurry
All I smoke is nothin

Coming up in the game
Ain't never be the same
Fuck a album, drop the tape
Now they know your name
Ain't no need to sign a deal
Just to get the fame

Apollo 13 for lunch
Blueberry In my blunt
I will skip you I don't give ah fuck

Took ah hit, Now my vision gettin lil blurry
Blurry
All I smoke is nothin

It later when I'm elderly
I thought by now, I'd stop rappin'
But I just made too much of
Profit off it to stop it, it has to happen
Got