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of vinyl. Your love is as antiseptic as an MP3. Why don't you crackle, pop and jump like my old LP? Take me to the church, take me to the church, take me

alone
And in the zone
How we take a risk
And be like a whisk
And then float in the water
To feel a little better
And put a record on
And spin it all night

alone
And in the zone
How we take a risk
And be like a whisk
And then float in the water
To feel a little better
And put a record on
And spin it all night

alone
And in the zone
How we take a risk
And be like a whisk
And then float in the water
To feel a little better
And put a record on
And spin it all night

your shepherd and let my Uncle Floyd tell it
I'm supposed to be a millionaire by 25 so I'm just chasing legends
It's been a scary week, I pray the Lord

of plan to escape
Got it mapped out tatted on me ready cause come from a hazardous space
Bullet strays by my ear stepping on red concrete a casual day
Put

Damn
This ain't even a track that I'd like to record but I know I gots to, cause it's real
Every struggle we live is real
So just take a couple

Trying to set the record straight for 2023 my nigga
I'm out here on the mic tryna get it together bro
My verses are scriptures
I'm giving life

Everytime they put a fake dude
On a pedestal, type of shit that turns me into a criminal
Stricly in the booth though, my record is clean,
Like the stones

so hottie
Walk up to her
You know I gotta do her
When she talked back I felt like I knew her
Even tho I didn't
Time went by so fast felt like less than

hand blunt in the right
Little somethin' somethin' for the dope mamacitas
Got me on the dance floor rockin' to this heater mira
I'ma take you by the hand

clap/ history wins/ window/ can I see ya/ all about the record/ and orders/ for breakfast/ dinners for the exit/ relax/ we enter/ by seconds/ now what

Corner store in any US town
Barber shop next door, church two doors down
Tire shop is adjacent, owned by Africans
Talk politics and get your flat

I guess they aint get the memo got a record for wrecking instrumentals i put my heart and soul into any beat that i speak into i get a feeling in my

didn't appreciate you putting me on blast 
On that last record, by the way
But I've forgiven you
Anyway, I'm not calling to have you 
Put me

A genre, a movie and record was made,
And there was nobody left by the stage with attention to pay  but I did it though.
My limitations were temporary

Major

Royale

Major

2019

the money you keep it moving
Since rap is the trap Imma keep it pushing
You addicted to bass that I'm cooking
Success is measured by work that you put it in

Billboard

Royale

Billboard

2018

and down on your playlist
Put a heart next to this I'm your favorite
On my big Sean, nigga finally famous
If you confused about it let me explain it
I'm big

to get his name cursed
Armed to the teeth, carry metal like a change purse
Make a list of raw motherfuckers, put my name first
Every single line is by

And the Grammy goes to
Open up that envelope
No, not those envelopes
My envelopes got a bag in 'em
J.U.S.T.I.C.E League

I don't need your

least time will go by
Feel the pain, so numb, I don't feel nothin'
Shooters still runnin' 'round with no chill button
Still be totin' in the town,

You can save your prayers for me 
I don’t want yo love I just want loyalty 
When I’m off them drugs I feel like royalty 
I'm Just tryna fuck cause

cheques
You niggas are dressed to impress but your music is wack
I make hits you niggas only making us laugh

I think Jay's right the game is full