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and I'm just me
Came to take this game like it's weed
I see what I see and no you can't be me
Jealousy, envy, it's all the same too me
Poetically like

can't settle down, just cut the weeds and let it grow
Don't confuse it, maybe losing touch, not losing hope
You choose to be a stranger now, I'm never

skip
Did a show in your city, I'm feelin' too rich
How much you make? This
Like two hundred Ricks
I roll deep in this bitch
It's like two hundred sticks

everything by the
Book fuck that I’m rebelling
Cause bitch I’m on another level
A level you ain't seen
A level that is truly only deemed for a king
The second

knowing she'd pass by...

The satisfying splendor, an all-familiar sense
Subduing his perception, no thought to consequence

It was his custom not to know

cover but as soon a nigga open up they can't read him 
And depending on the niggas 
That try to switch up 
You would never open up neither 
They don't

to cover the shit
By that time though, I really gave up on it
And so I walked away, nothing else left to say
I let the garden die, nice try, but some other

couldn't learn it in the course

You can call me what you want, but just know I'm getting cabbage
Green books with blue stripes, like Milwaukee in the magic

It's who you are what do you want from me?
Why can't things just go back to the way
They were? You were so happy then
The girl you want me to be is

creeping on me,there it goes the numb me,
Life has a price and we all pay a dumbe fee,
Hey mother,I did what you said I kept it honest,
And respected her

the fires
Cause the heat keeps coming down

And you can't save your money here
So you better save your soul
Burn your name in the Book of Life
Your money

got shut
RAISE IT UP
Somebody cover me, I'm going in, with razor cuts, and something ugly that I
know within
Can't afford the luxury of exposing

Simple Statement

T-Nutty

Flowmastermouth

ass is where my foot slip
I just wish I had the camera footage
Some niggaz is crooked as soon as you look at em you can tell
I'm judging books by

me cuz I keep it so quiet 

I ran the streets from state to state and no one told on me, |like it’s

Something you don’t wanna do or something, 

No I

lift Your name
Call the rain
Now send it on down
Send Your rain on down
And cover Ya boy
In a world surrounded with hatred You given me joy
It's

fucked up 
Like takumbo he trinna get his bucks up 
Don't be judging that book by its cover
That boy funny I call him Chris tucker 
Watch yo girl blow my

like copperfield
Po Nejma Nefertiti you deserve a proper build
One thousand and one metaphors from the Fertile Crescent
Me & Po we bless it
Walking with

strictly for boofing
Enough of that though
Never judge a book off a first look
Just a cook off the first tote
If it's right then you sell it
Get a good boat

cooking up its gone blow straight out the beaker
Won't judge by the cover but I can read them
Im threading the needle
Im too indecisive
I can not make up my

There's a massive problem, gotta pick apart this dragon bone
Can't find it in a book, scroll, tablet, or tone
All I know is I have to get home
All I know is

Wisdom was there waiting for me but i walked right passed her
Let in a little light i must bear it if you let it in
I can't enjoy my work if i can't see it

of everything that's been holding me back
A heard a bitch can get ahead if she throwing it back
She put two and two together and got  promoted real fast
You can

Underdog underdog where you at
Under the city in the sewer with the rats 
Looking up at the folks with the racks
Laying by they table and I'm begging

to fully recover  (i know, i know)
Never judged a book by its cover (naha)
Now I know to always look both ways (to the both sides)
The smoked has cleared