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in the kitchen
I'm on a mission
This is that fire
I need the vision 
Lettin off rounds for the money 
On point
2020

I'm finna sprout Brussels
Work

that's the price you gotta pay
So I'm outside 
Writing all these rhymes 
Passing by the time 
Reminiscing
Having premonitions 
When are we gon make it

Please do not disturb the hustle
I hear barks, where's your muzzle 
Your mouth's the fucking struggle
Soul-ties compromised 
By niggas playing

These things will go without em
Brussel sprouts and Cauliflower
I couldn't give two shits this hour
Honey, Coffee, even chocolate
Needs the bees, yeah

food man I need a big sandwich
Big as the trees
Didn't got no enemies by then I was completely zen
But I didn't even knew that we couldn't even spend

berlin stopped by the polizai
For drunk driving and everyone smiled
In prague i knew i'd been a witch
Burnt alive, a pyre of soviet kitsch
It made me miss

you down
Like Prometheus in the morning, I'm bound to come around
I hurt my little brother, I deceived my aged mother
I was called a lying bastard by my

stand down 
I need a girl that can stand out 
Raising the bar by myself nah 
Bitch I ain't given them handouts

Back it up back it up in position 
Change

out
I keep it green no veggie like a Brussels I'm finna sprout
Don't know what's wrong with me but I think the devils tryna get into me
Can't let him

revert back to the hustle 
Tryna make this money sprout no Brussel

If it is not int bout no cash I ain't Stunting shit
Alotta talk come out they mouth but

Grinding
I'm blinded
By the money
Crawl out of bed in the morning
Turn the beat up time to floor it
My mortgage 
Late before can't afford it 
How

a puzzle huh
Pieces, i'm putting moves together just buckle up
Gangy finna sprout up like we just ate some brussels huh
Moving at my own pace, watch me get

The devil done shouted
My heart's rerouted
Like a Brussel I'm sprouted
Flex my muscles when I'm doubted
Due to my hustle I've been scouted
Fuck those who

As the tinsel hits the tree
Twinkling lights fill the city
Gifts are chosen for the ones that we love
Chocolate boxes count the days
Snuggled by

by the way you smile 
And specify my order for some chicken wings 
Give me all flats, girl I love that 
I could put ya ass on my snapchat 
We can live

to start to alter things 
Nutrition can be a bitch working shifts in the kitchen 
Dishing out different dishes bewitched by the shit you're missing 
I stare

a big deck by leaning on bed
My grandpa smoke weed so he take a break
My bitch love wings but she can't make
Every bitch want my dick I do that best
But

ever think about Future Me

That guy's future is bright
Like the end of a tunnel or Brussels festival nights
An excellent life full of success

Sorry I burned down your house
I'm a brussel sprout
Sorry I used you for clout
I'm a sauerkraut
Sorry I fucked your ex
Once again, on accident
I swear I

You put the jingle in my bell, and the sleigh bells in my snow
You place your stockings by my chimney, a kiss beneath my mistletoe
You put

headed
Yall was tripping bout some shit you forgot that I never said it
I ain't had to said it I bet that you got the message
By this point I would've

Life in Brussels so mondane
But if he hadn't left the States he would've gone insane
Depression deep under his skin now
Dreams of how his lost his sight

Brussels
On this road to success ya seat need to buckle
And get stacks of the bag not talking bout duffels

One Six Jsteezzy you know you in trouble
Wasn't

awhile
I know just how to make you smile
I know just how to make you smile
I know just how to (Uh uh)

Damn.. it's been a minute since you came by
Waitin