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Learning and im moving
Hit restart every time rebooting

Want you by my side
Got you on my mind
Want you at my back
Promise you I'll always come back

album of mine
This the beginning of something that's gonna evolve
Haters they hatin' they want me to fall
Planning to show all the non-believers
I also

to question how we made it
Raised by a single lady that's my mom
Lived in the slums
But gone and take a look at the king that I've become
This rap game's dumb

A sleepy Sunday
Cooped up inside
Tappin' fingers on the tabletop
Just watchin' how the sun goes wanderin' by
So let's raid the kitchen
Grab all we

Molten core under the earth, gonna break through the crust fuck shit up
Grab everything you've got run up that hill, your Kate bush albums and your

me something I don't know
Pull up, I'm rocking pink like a flamingo
Visionary, my future laid out by my hands
Ain't it scary, knowing you'll never

matter
I've been feasting these beats, tell them bitches give me a platter
And while y'all take the stairs to success, I just take the ladder
Yeah, you say

clearly
I've been having dreams
Of that late night tele
Driving top down in the coupe who ready?
Who ready?
Cause Im about to mind my buisness
I'm about

the time
Tell me what is it that you like
Ill make it right ima buy
Look at ya mans walking by
Look at the tears in his eye
You want sumn real then fucckk

We just one in the same
Never tamed by life daydreaming again
Lost is cold nights no stranger to change
I guess these Ot babies just changing the game

of being a rockstar do a show for twenty g's
Living free, life is glee
Then I fell into the seams
Captured somehow by a hoe then again in mickey d’s
Then I

that you love me
They told me love was beautiful
So why I feel so ugly when I introspect
Memories I recollect are tainted
By the jaded frame of mind I

Back in nineteen ninety five...
I used to start it off like:

Yo The R is up in the building
All arms is to the ceiling
Next album imma hit

I was made for this I swear it
My veins are filled with all this musical talent
Or maybe I'm just infected by desire
To step on the ladder climb

dying try to save myself 
Pushed it down to be a workaholic 
But the music's lame outside of album
I bite my flows from all my favorite artists 
I'm well

bring the ball in
They start to flock attention I'm the realest nigga talkin'
It's that Ishan boy from round the way
Ain't busy by this time of day
I hail

were embarrassed, and I always found that cute
And I find it funny, the cruel irony
That tomb deserves a temple of its own
I've worn those shoes only

playing that album from Jodeci, now
This letter to you is a page from a diary of a mad man
My mind been full of madness
I was like nine in Smyrna, Georgia

enjoy this album as much as I do
Uh
Yeah
I ain't done, I'm just living great
Do this for fun, I don't care about the fame
Shout out my Mom, she got that

and I was most happy
When I lived down in Shadewell with his Nunny and his Pappy
Our passion was music and we made a couple albums
Probably wouldn't do

listening
It's kinda like you met her

I heard she's raised by an assassin
Learned the elements of magic
And she alchemizes tragedy
Secretly she's so romantic

real for them lames (lames)
I was always bout my change (change)
Four solo albums in, still doin' my thang, what the fuck is you sayin'?
Y'all niggas

cover like ten men
We're steady mobbin'
You're covered by children
You Kidz Boppin'
Your album ain't droppin'
Need a phone to cop it 
Cost $9.95
TWO easy

out
Always in our lane and we mapped it out 
Adding tracks on a CD call it helping out
My own ideas never selling out

Dropped this album now