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conceptualize
Am I living life a lie?
Am I dishonest?
Am I lying by my own appearance
Wearing Nike hoodies to the shops to shop the latest clearance
Wearing out

times I don't hate
Just smoking by the lake
Now I'm better but I'm baked
Chance to go back wouldn't take (hhh)
Now I'm sipping on my lean
Now I'm smoking

dumb, bih
I'm on a high frequency bitch
Low vibration ass niggas
Really make me sick
You gotta strive by working your mind
Survive just to stay alive

Gills wet, off the red

I'm the ocean, you're riding the wave
My opp can't see straight, in the cave
I treat the album like a tape
I came out

lazy man so I ghat to hustle
Mio kin saaba de class sugbon mo man loh school

Yahoo boy with fake life
Sportybet fit take life
Iwo damon take 5

Woni

all the boys cause I'm gay
But none of them will beat Annie May
I spit when I talk call me Spitty Bitty
I'm with Ice Spice, we're hitting the griddy

a hug
Thought I was in love I mean, I guess it was the drugs

Making plays every day, by any means
Dirty clean, every way
Love or hate her, you can name

and rhymes? Just saying
I've been blazing all year and they ain't listen right, they was acting like my album was the Kryptonite
This time last year, man, I was

back, making music, selling albums
No more cooking crack

We was in a bando, 95 Fahrenheit, them nosy Ass people in your business, call them Parasites
My

the only case
We catching, hard work sure repays
Album mode, locked in for days

Member the FEU days, 
Riding out that SoundCloud wave
The only boys that's

chances cos I've been crossing the lines but getting paid in advance And man it's damaging help. I've been lending helping hands but I can't stand by myself

I lost my dog and that shit hurt
But that ain't what hurt the most
Cause my name in paperwork
And murder is what he wrote
That boy said he watch me

all an album
That might even astound
While I start thinking on
What could be my legacy
I'm not making money now
But I could be
By translating my stories

in casket
I had to make some shit happen so I won't live life in sorrow
Cs if I died right here today who'll give a fuck by tomorrow
It's about 5:26

The only only one who's feelin' all that pain that all my kin laid
They say I'm workin' but I ain't like Knucks cah' I took sick days
Boy, show me someone

you spit but don't cap
I made another dollar just by writing this verse
I know you playing the blame game, I'm bringing my name fame, you lame
'Cause

It's D
Búscame entre las calles, al filo del ritmo, yo
Búscarme con radares, es inútil, boy
No hay restos residuales, ni rastros de donde estoy
Solo

Release an album in my past thoughts
I feel a pull inside my room from all these mascots
I see a kid within his temper
Making raps inside his room

leave to my girl
If my living  is deployed
My daughter and my boy
My knowledge that's in stored
Hreeted by the sacred
And sharpened as tool
Working from

Back when I got paid by flippin'
Now my card ain't got no limit
Ain't reflected in a minute I been busy livin'
Still respected in my city
Rockin'

the best
One of the greatest marketing tactics we've ever witnessed
Cared for just the music, the business wasn't none of our business
The third album

Greg, I live in Kew
Where birds fly and the sky is blue
My roommate Kegel, overseas he flew
To talk to some labels about this album you’re listening

This ya boy polo bear here
And I'm back at it again
This my new album titled vibes Fo show
All songs Wrote and Produced By Me
God blessed me with many

to find the reason
I keeping receiving this treatment
Of treason
That form my heart
Into the coldest season
I'm tired of seething and silence
Boy you gon'