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See I done came a way but hope it ain't a way
To make these rap niggas want to tuck they chain away
See I've been real with everybody since the first

is as a matter of fact
You can call it hip hop or you can call it rap
No one can take my style now listen real close its all worthwhile
Me and Yosafe

Ay, look
They understand I paint these pictures
'cause I'm living like it when I spit
It makes you feel like you
Got hit with lightning (Uh, huh)
I

you to stay
23 not on the feet, in my own world make no mistake
Turn me to the side and get infinity like number eight
My heart is like my childhood

locked down paddy wagon not saying but I'm contemplating fate in the hands of DA plea bargain no way not today

chorus x2

now I'm floating and i feel by

outside hoe
Gonna get you wet like michael Phelps
Gonna hit you with that backstroke
I'm in it to win it
Nigga gotta get it
Me? I'm just out here pimpin
I

I see red and it makes me see red
They got you living in fear because the media said
Masked and locked down is no way to live
I'm asymptomatic but

meant big shit, got out the toilet nigga real shit
No oral sex, but I'm finna make you motherfuckers feel it
Pop shit all y'all want, but I'll still pop

make me look unfriendly
Spirit of the beast in my genes give me immunity
If I catch a cold, its the flu from all this jewelry
Sick as shit, watch the way

about my name
The Gushers and Glue got immaculate taste
Feel like a Martian I'm in outer space
Trust me this album is well worth the wait
Watch how I run

on my chest
Tryna feel a Doki Doki
But this bookclub story
Don't match up with what you told me
You gon hold me right
You gon wrap my soul up tight
Please

And a couple friendships that I fucked up in, you know what I'm saying
But me being me, I just came a long way from the trenches and I'm trying to make it up out

a class clown
I was just like 12, in the 6th grade,
i was all by myself, I was afraid
and people used to yell, always thru shade
making me feel like shit so

Hello, my name is Rice4eveR
This entire album is brought to you in part
By my ability to hit the record button
And freestyle random ass shit
Off

about no ass
Cuz It just make me Hungry
Yea
I Fantasize
I think about the Fame
But when they loving on me
It don't feel the same
It reminds me

from the heavens
Boy is they hearing you negro spiritual you gotta open and feel it too this to spiritual
This when I knew that they wanted me back
This

the temperatures 85
Degrees, being Smeaz is just the day in the life
Half of the duo MC² make sure you sayin it right
I be chillin, wit my mellow my co pilot in

wishing big, timmy turner
said i can't buy a queen i gotta earn her
nigga you touchin me, 3rd degree murder(STOP)
genuinely concerning
it's really a burden,

Let me talk to ya, got them albums finally off the back burner
Digitals & digipacks been flippin' like ya spatulas
Not a single feature either, I

Omo lẹyìn Jésù
Tunny Prince naani

Emi ni Timmy black,
Indimuta 
Innamashatau

Ah! am the next person to make ham
Some record dey for me to break ham

Fuck a dentist, he'll be paying me
For albums, amalgams of shit you never thought
Possible, reach for a hand out, get taught
Voluble on every single

I used to feel like I'm cursed
I didn't even thought of reverse
I was made since birth
So it's hard for me to convert
Disrespected by girls
So I'm

chains
And my butler look like Michael Caine
I got the right-of-way, be it night or day
You won't even @ me in cyberspace, so I'm meetin' you

miss you.”  No perfume on the seal.
No talk about the lonely way she used to feel.
Maybe there’s another who’s taken her away.
The letter from London