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Yeah
I got no shame in coming last
I keep running from my past
I keep saving songs in my rough draft
High up in my space craft

She done magic on me

free all that binds
Warpers - break me, blow out all young minds

Craft's gonna roll, crash our fate
Spinning out of all control
Craft's gonna roll,

Yeah ima blow up
But for now these bitches hate me
Grinding out my craft
I've been grinding daily
These girls be sweet
But always tend to break me

just so far away
Focused on my bag
Focused on my craft
I can't go out sad I stay in the 'yo
You focused on my past
Focused on my path
You know this shit

Ay, DG this goes hard you know
(I've been working time on the craft see my face at top the game)
(You've been trying the same old thing but I know

nobody here conflicting his craft
I'm a warrior, a king, man fuck it I'm Shaka Zulu
Goliath, King Kong or something you fuckers used to
Black man with

listenin to easters sound
Clear season elevatin from muddy ground
It's the pretext if I had to guess an anomaly
A sacred craft resulting from this pottery

working on my craft yeah
I been looking all over for you
I don't wanna tell you I adore you
Cause then you'll think that I be moving fast, hit the dash
I be

it's on the other side of fear
Ooh yeah

If you believe in you
Yuh can be what you wan't to be
Work pon yuh craft mi G
But don't be nuh wannabe
If you

in particular to showcase this craft
Dipping in a minute when I finish and there's no face intact
So just go face the facts, Kick it and it's imminent

neverland
Leveling up my craft, so I can feed my folks
Bad lil bitch, she my number one fan, she like to blow
That bitch is wet just like soup
I've always

It goes one for the money
Two for the hoes
Three for the fame
Four for the shows
Five for the craft
Six for the glow
Seven eight nine ten
Yeah yeah

Rapping in my room
Working on my craft
Started marketing
Should do the math
Ain't no music homie
Gotta put put in work
And the higher you go

Up
With yo Mind
It's time to Step It Up
Yo Heart
It's time to Step It Up
With yo Self
It's time to Step It Up
Your Craft
It's time to Step It Up
Find

the mantle piece, the dreadlocked fellow Looked around
Picking up pink paper piles, dancing in the midday sun

Craft paper, white paper, draw all the lights

Do this shit all from the jump
Cold
Go dummy
Can't be the money cause you know I put it all in the craft
I make it snow when it's sunny
Oh shit
Money

birthday suit I got candle come and blow up on it
It ain't no joke when she gag, she ain't finna throw up on it
I got a cheese stirring up my craft watch

Take yo bra off baby
Kuz it's been long day
Working on my craft
I'm tryna get long stay (Yea)
And she gone put it down
I'm tryna get along bae
I done

and you/

Can’t escape the past cause you been through all that (Its like that)/

Got to Craft, got to put art to that cause/

The pain will crack the mask

to Craft, got to put art to that cause/

The pain will crack the mask that we wear to hid the past/

Ima, Black artist, entrepreneur, crafting/

intellectual

break it, I must float
Draft it, cast it, craft it, another note
Take it, place it, break it, I must float
Draft it, cast it, craft it, another note

I am

Freedom
Keep falling I don't wanna be knee deep
Do you really wanna see these
Freedom
I need a little time to per-fect my craft, could y'all gimme

Ignorance will be
Your endless might
To tame a Lord of the innocent fright

Forge and craft the beam
Accessory of your dream
Of the exquisite pile
Prominence

You know
Yeah
You know I, go ahead and make those sacrifices
Ima be the greatest and you know I never miss yeah
Evolve the craft, gotta do it for