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water, they shining and glistening
This money I made, for it came on a mission
300 a verse, what I'm make in commission
Recording three opens and buying

Listen up now
Here's a little lesson, mythology 101
Medusa was the youngest of three sisters, a Gorgon
Unlike her monstrous siblings, her beauty was renown

I got the world on my side, still do it all by myself
I'm telling niggas don't rent
Take out a mortgage it's better, you get more land for the cent

a lot to say
On sight when I see you I don't conversate
Presidential Rollie on my wrist, I'm a nominate
I been working under pressure it's a lot to take

the story of the assassin
Who killed under the moonlight
He learned to take not pity
He doesn't had awareness

I'll put my nightmares in your head
Making this

think that I'll ever be the same
With death in my lane, I embrace
One, two, three, four, five
Another one taken by the light
I can never go and take my

but giving everything under the sun to my daughter
The biggest bags for my dogs
Suitcases to court broads on exotic waters
Jones hold me down like

call me mr freeze
Take a peek under my foreskin you can see i'm stacking cheese
Bitch i'm leaping on this beat yea i'm a master at my craft
The pen I

with attachment issues
And it's understood
They know not to underestimate me
I'm full
Of surprises
Whole lotta shit
Under the hood
I know that I got

this shit on lock
My flow is impeccable it'll blow your mind that make me a threat
Been ahead of the game by like 3 steps love to big flex call me

you want to survive the night
Do exactly as I say

I wake up and it's 3am
And I hear a noise
Do I hide under the covers?
What's the other choice

If I

Nataly, sammy, faith, tamy, damn

I got my bitches under hoe number
one, two, three, four
Call em up
Need a bigger bed and we good to go
five, six, seven,

Three thousand shots if a boy gets clever
Can't put me under pressure
I'm bad like MJ when he wore leather
I'll lynch them man just for hanging together

I'm not sleepwalking, I'm sleep writing
I'm up at 3am in a daze in low lighting
Been writing all night
In my subconscious
Feel like I'm speaking

the crew
UFCK
Chefin' some blues
Cooking these fools
Stressing on shoes
Blessing no use
Red or the blue
Three of the stooge
Can get all of the smoke
Baby no

judge
When I'm making this much money and I'm doing it all by myself
They'll regret burning bridges when the music takes off and they see my merch sales

(2x) 
Verse 3
What you get so mad for this argument is stupid
You can’t take 100 pills, where the fuck this nigga cupid
Why you want to kill yourself, I

the rappers make sense of
c thousand diverse topics, and get paid for their efforts

Under the renaissance patronage system, it seems backwards
But it takes

to do

I can rectify mistakes but never rub them out entirely
They're carved into the table now

The paper writes them front page three by two
cs if for

of the Ocean song. 
-	Dash, Thank em' for bein an influence, next best thing reference
-	Dash, verse 2 can be about my writing process, Beyonce line, verse 3 can

grabba!

Right now mi really high  
Mi feel di vibe
Puffin' on di Lemonade no Cherry Pie 
Worse Miss Universe deh by mi side 
Not even JPS dem price so high

Hydro stage
I know,
It's the place I call my home

Broken cobbles under my feet when I float
Down Sauchiehall Street smell the tonic on my coat
Three in

places, but there's more that I gotta see
Imagine me, blowing bomb weed under palm trees
Piff in the air, smoke traveling long a strong breeze
Long weeks,

(Verse 1: Marcus Orelias)

They said I'd never make it, I'm here early
cnd I did it all, under thirty
Speed limit? I'm in six gear
c hundred miles