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’ll ruin a fling, muhfuckas
Removing my dreams by all means my life ain’t keen
You the type to take pics dressed ya as a fiend
I bump fiend first album track

fake ass "hello hi it's nice to meet ya" shit
Me and Coop and Killjoy only speak when there's a reason bitch

I come from the streets where if you see

other albums, plus
The merch, plus the shows
I ain't even tryna flex
Dog, just get the arena set
That way when I come to do my service
It's a set
Me up

alot by myself
Probably why I dont ever ask for help no more
(Yeah)
Would you catch me if I fall, yeah
Made my own way through it
Yeah Im bad with my words,

all on the pavement and shit
Until the kids yelling, “Eagle you the greatest.” and shit
Until the album drop, yeah I'll get some more
For now though

Excellence

Byron Bank

Current Situations

an album by myself without feature to spit
And still feature my shit, it's only me and my bitch
All eyes on me, that classic Tupac shit

Now can I get

All Too Well

Ruston Kelly

All Too Well

2019

over me
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little

No idea what we getting into
Everything packed in a minivan
Nothing like seeing the love in real time
People be knowing the words already
People be

partners body
Trust nobody you nobody
Till somebody catches bodies for a hobby
Now you're candles a reminder by the road
And rest In peace all my niggas that

everybody walking out?)
Longer blacker bigger
(What did you think I was referring to?)
My hair's longer blacker bigger 
(Oh goes to show what you're into)

So

(Du)
Warst alles, meine Lady
(You)
Were always by my side

Hab' meine Koffer gepackt
Treffe den Rockstar im Club
Ich bin locker beknackt
Doch ich trinke

Yeah you already know what it is man
Hardcore Crypto
Satoshi Nakamoto the album
Yeah
D1 on the beat
Uh!
Yeah
Uh!
Oh yeah
Uh!
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uh!

It’s

this album like a meditation
But every step has seen me back up on the rack
And now I'm constantly corroded by my consternation
I contemplate if you can

wait to get into you
Having the talk when I'm with the gang
And we repping a set you could never bang
Money, respect, and the loyalty
Is something

Thought's haywire brain so strange I'm a
Go crazy tryna stay in my sane liar
Face stained by the rage in the frame my uh
House contains in rooms oh

kind
I'm bearing to have the will
Dont stop now the Baron is at the wheel
Had to hack into this album to get in it
Couldn't hack it as a rapper fuck it

I'm here again
Second album in four months
Have you gasping
Sitting back wondering
What the fuck is happening
I'm back again
This didn't happen by

trying to breathe
I speak with fiery speech
I am besieged by liars
Trying to be what I am
But I am unique
Maybe it's finally time that I leave
And find

don't need guts to get the glory
I learnt to never define mine by what I see you yours
Cos if I did, then it wouldn't be my story
Happy sad
Hot but I'm

Palumbo, Road House & the album got you by the throat
Over the ropes, choke, no hope
Just toke like a chief does
I been dealing with these childish angry

Yeah
5th
Uh Uh
You know, we, we don't talk on the shit, we just like
We speakin it into existence, you know we
Make it real
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

shit

Imma let my bro redd kick shit off den we gone slide into it. Rest up King!

O yeah I dont play dat dumb shit
Itspunkinbitch
You already know
Its

Still cookin all my meals give you different feels dropped 3 classics so my next albums a even kill street smart business mind keep a even keel

From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
I thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink to

Tell me what you want to hear