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someone capable of making albums like me 
Will be the day that I am able to go love someone
It's a difficult process and a topic I'll leave for now
Cuz Im

Stay Safe or Stay Dangerous
Ready to die like a Biggie Smalls album
Wasn't raised from the bottom
I was raised by the bottom
Started from the bottom

can take the blame
Ima grab him by the horns and spit up in his face
Tell him I'm creating magic like I'm David Blaine
Like I am number one and you

house parties with the tape deck
I would do my dance and earn a bunch of respect
Protected by my Uncles when I came across them rejects
On the porch

So as I sip my third Heineken
I feel disturbed stupefied by the tools and
The fools I observe
In the spot's where I rock
They deserve not a word in

song
Let's appreciate it while it's on
For every soldier who got hit by a
Roadside bomb and lost an arm
If you got an arm put your fuckin'
Arm in the sky

Levitt
Nigga, please, you're irrelevant
I'm the one to make you relevant
Arrogant asshole
Got me hoping you get fucked by an elephant
I'm done here trying

I'm just here working and-
Not what the rumor has it
Damn! It's a rumor that
I got someone pregnant? Yup
(yeah)

Countin' up money in the back

another artist?"

Wrong, it's just that half of
These rappers out here retarded
There's only 2 reasons why I
Wouldn't do a song
Either it isn't beneficial

an athlete dawg, I'm a poet
I never needed any help
Man I did it by myself
Just waiting for the day you see
My album on the shelf and

Didn't write a fuckin'

to
Cause life ain't in order, I'm like
How many words do I write or
How many times do I write to a song or
How many songs do I put to
An album for you to see

the fridge
And steak in the oven
But could never explain the
Cocaine in the cupboards
And while you was raised by your cousins
You see, I pray for my brother
I

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

I'm recordin' that shit on
The fuckin' little mic
By the little camera thing on
The fuckin' Mac book
So this shit is choppy and bad quality
But fuck

Jeep, beep, beep
Weed cheeched
By the beach, seated next to Katie Leech
Then went home and made a beat
Me and Sticky rapped to it, f4!
Back when Zack B

grown hate
I don’t need your co-signs now
I bought my own space
By years of overturnin every stone face
Army of one and I got the right troops
I done ran

nails i’m white and I’m corny
I’m Industry’s Saved by the Bell
My neighbour so far away
She don't see when I check the mail
My homie a magician
He turn

For letting one thing cancel what we been thru

What’s up

Iono nigga deal wit ya own stuff

Fucked up

All my niggas up in here so turnt up

Aye bruh

of the world on my shoulders
I'm losing the plot on a daily
Fading away with a hole in the pocket man I'm broke son
But let's toke one
Bit of weed here and there

I've been thinking
Years have gone by and it's only the beginning
Time to clear the slate and leave it all here
Tryna be sincere and I did shed a tear

never be hot so my jacket is chilling
Wang I finesse I might jump on a Gucci to flex
But it's savage by strokes and I kill it
Coolest DJ told me get it I

today
Huh!
Yuh
Most days I feel like the bad guy (Bad guy)
Superbad beat the devil by a landslide
(Huh!)
Leave a hand unshook
Josh these hearts since mine

street titles
It's been years we grew beards that grew gray hairs
A lotta cats died son, I'm glad you still here
I traveled cross seas away the D's
Both

Ay
Ay

These are some wild times
Running to the money like I never made it
Chased by the past but I can't change it
Nothing in the world will ever be