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(Yeaaaahhh)
By the Gallon, a hundred becomes a thousand
Catch me in the sky browsing, I'm looking for new housing, uh
Percent until advantage, a hundred becomes

a proposition if you will
The kind that get cha body glossed up
Keep it warm like the summer when things ain't easy
Guess ya caked up face ain't paying you

That's not our place in this
And I don't know our place in this
That's the beauty of it
There's no one above it
There's no elite one percent that won't

the canopy
Layin' by the sand, California girl I love the beach
Gettin' throwed I slur my speech
New age Skateboard P
Futuristic yeah I'm movin' at that Sonic

as back when
Used to have to grind just get recognized
Now every thing is instantly gratified
The truth in us lies in between thin lines

I Live like poor

Scarred from within by the faults that I made
Have me wishing and thinking about an early grave
When will it be the last breath I take
the last step

Yeah uh
Let me start off by saying I'm sorry for what I did
Even though you prolly hate me I still gotta go admit
That I did you dirty
That I did you

look like it’s old.. fuck I forgot to take my dollar out that hoe.
But look if dolla dolla bills root to evil
And the churches stealing money from

diluted  by the deception of power
That humans really think they control.. What are we but dust in the wind
Gods children but the vanity of the world takes

designers 
money in the bank buy fine fine everything
who no like better thing shine shine everything
not by power not by might
some hustle just to hammer

all I ask for is 10 percent
But whenever you do talk to Me you tend to vent
Cry and complain, foolish to think that I would leave you
Just get to know

love you more than things that I meet yeah
I made a flower for you out of my heart yeah
Hold it by me, don't let it go
I whisper my tings on the low
I

Warning

Remedy

The Genuine Article

2001

of life
Anythin but that mean you don't give a fuck about your's
Until ya door's kicked in by Mac-eleven machine men
Army green men but not the ones

abilities gotta do it just to let em know
This the only thing I can do 100 percent in im the realest when I press the record

And shit, but my attention is

percent of me
I made the beat then was like
Fuck it I'm finna eat
They want pats on the back like
The nigga from the Heat
But I pack with the gat so they

do it
But I just get higher and higher and higher
I'm just being satire
Can't talk all this shit with no music and no streams
That's the thing, Ima

a leg and arm
Buying things for women tried to tell that girl to wait it out
Now i'm finally winning stacking chips inside my bank account
Now i be

Nash
Feel like Shaq, grip her mesh and break the back
Ain't no faking that, tell by how she take a nap
We gon break the liners just to make a sack
Shot

There was a fellow I knew and he thought his name was gold
And his face would be known by the young and the old
He thought he was alright and no one

distant but don't think
For an instant
That I'm not missing
My loved ones
Some things I
Gotta overcome
Just me on this
Journey I'm on

I'm right here
I'm

nun get pass me cant get by
Guttaballsnoop a anomaly
I in home bank no monopoly
Only thing I want is honesty
These niggas lil mamas to gossipy
Kevin

I'ma put it on the line
On the line
He wants me up in Heaven
By his design
That's right

Hook
Un huh, yah yah
Yeah
Pick yourself up for another try

belong with us
Your boy is grown into a man, still need a helping hand from my mama
Grandpa told me the only way to succeed was to take things step by step

don't give a shit
You don't have a taste for good rap

How much do I give
A hundred percent if I ain't going in
I choose that

How long do you live