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where ya been? Checking for your new songs daily
The wait gets worse by the week
I wonder where ya been, I wonder where ya been
I Hear it all the time

back to that internet page
New ways of making money but I keep old values
If you love me keep a picture of me close by you
And your wallet close

To what I gotta tell
You man, let me spit this here come here
Check it out

It's hard to comprehend a brother like me
Living with your old girl, no bills

of albums I did by myself and they all on the movement
Now they all gotta face up the music
All the shit they won't say to my face
I ain't training with Mr.

mansion rollin' in doe
And I still get attacked by Vogue
How many times I gotta say?
You can't cancel me faggots, I don't care

'Cause you want it all

the ring and it's time again now to roll the dice
A sea of stares slicing through me, straight cold as ice
Facing forward's a panel of cats, old and white
I

even jump into this album

I thank every single one of my diehard fans, my casual fans, and even people that are just casual listeners that don't even

Probably turned it off by now
But since you're still here
If I convince one person to turn off the cell phone
And leave their session of Candy Crush Saga

with fuckboy you know how I get down,
And if you mad about this this diss bitch,
Stop by next time you in town,

I seen you all in your comments,
When

albums concept and release date
All these haters are just praying on the downfall
Or they might think I'm dead like I'm dead Paul
But y'all thought I was

with his dried out art supplies
What they taught was lies, cause I just stay lost and cry
Inside day and night, watch time pass me by
Freedom became

Flipped it on 'em, I swanton bombed
And she say that she saw me on prime time
Stock going up draft combine
I don't wanna hear about the bullshit
I could

Repping That Az State
So the loose are on my battlefield
Busting niggas' grills with upper cuts
ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
In my guns I trust
Kill or smush

animals from east and P
Break foot and mouth, I'm on mad beef
Ain't got time for these Boris Johnson's
Baffled when these man speak
Are they MC's

Yo, I heard my old bredrin tried to shoot his cousin, caught a bird
And by caught a bird I don't mean a pheasant
It's funny cah that same cousin

to drop an album to understand the thoughts on my train
Issac hayes minus the shades
Krs-one with three sixty waves
Kool G Rap with a fade
Malcom littles in

been mad
'Cause I'm way too fuckin' old to be havin' a step dad
That prolly has a trailer in the sticks that's a meth lab
Who in two months is gonna

They say imitations the sincerest form of flattery, that's flattering
But the way y'all follow me, I'm flabbergasted by your fallacy
Fuckin fake

attention, so let's watch it unfold

I guess I f**kin' fuse an indie or a major
Got a new album all day, get you some of this recipe flavor
Off top, 15 beat

the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate
What a time to be alive
I wrote this on a dinner napkin after my last show at nectar

us French Toast tomorrow
Excuse me
Just my truth fueled by this bottle
Truthfully you're a model
Of brilliance
I'm curious
How are you with children
I

me
I know you can tell by the swag of my jeans and these J's on my feet
Your music trash please do not blame me
Take one look at you and I backspace,

make me cry every time that you sit by my side
Like the air, ever present but intangible I
Breathe you in, but you're gone in the blink of an eye

Like

didn't go to my own commencements
Now a days this generation go so relentless
Crazy at times I had question my closest friendships
It's shame it's causing