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favorite collaborators, Gerry Genius Charles, from Full Force who has worked on several of my Christmas albums. I auditioned for his group and they were
rewind cause I'm in your mind like a one-sided
Love and it goes by when you sit and cry
Cause really I don't blame you for missing rhymes I designed
some influencers on TikTok, you bitch
I made a whole ass album, I worked hard on it
Fifteen tracks, we don't last fifteen seconds
We got A.D.D. and if
Creative everybody calls me through
Simple and loyal
Surrounded by love and soldiers
Clubs opened up take shots and clap
Freedom popping up like popcorns
getting older
So I'm gone dance if you don't mind
Baby open your window
Sun gone shine
I ain't living in limbo
I'm living in light
My heart gone be open
on the dashboard
Leaning towards my shoulder
We don't have to be anywhere until the night is over
So why don't we insert the disc
And dance to it like it's lit
I can
on the dashboard
Leaning towards my shoulder
We don't have to be anywhere until the night is over
So why don't we insert the disc
And dance to it like it's lit
I can
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's
We gotta slow this roll down and write a love song for her to change the mood
And what album what romance wouldn't be complete with a slow calming
doubt you
See the simple fact of the matter is they don't give a fuck about you
Or them five mouths you forced to feed (Uh-huh)
Not including yourself,
Fuck with the mind of the militant
The belligerent bringing death imminent
Wasting all your breath until I finish shit
Cause when this metal hits you
When me reach me yard
Me got one thing on me mind,
To hold me little woman
And fe make her feel iree.
Be play album, dub plate,
Never simple and plain like a bullet to the brain
I'm blowing minds, yeah I gotta kick shit with this rhyme
Second I spit it so divine thats word
to truly understand
How it feels to take flight and never truly land
Keep them in mind, as we travel to the highest heights
And if we use all of our might,
been thinking I need something more
Now I'm fine
I'm enough with my own simple joy
I let myself dance and dance and dance
I am good with my imperfect
the 'Burgh, word to Ken Rice
New place every day, what I would give to just have ten nights
Yeah, right, 'bout to drop an album, hope to blow your mind
Tryna
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
doubt you
See the simple fact of the matter is they don't give a fuck about you
Or them five mouths you forced to feed (uh-huh)
No including yourself
before you today to bring you a sample of our work
An LP, if you will
The creation of this album sought to bring us closer together
To have all of us in
how they think they can kill at will
Ain't the one to bow or lay down
I'm bout to spill the real
Still drop these albums without a deal
No material get
think they can kill at will
Ain't the one to bow or lay down
I'm bout to spill the real
Still drop these albums without a deal
No material get this money
Uh, Perfecto
Kid took time with a pencil
Everybody wonder where his head go
I just had a dance with the devil
Huh, Yo, Perfecto
Everybody wonder
every time I'm by you!
This my second album, I'm back with the hits (Wit' the hits)
On the Rise was a hit, but this shits the illest (It's the illest)
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