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They want the album
I’m taking my time
Payin’ my dues
You payin’ dem fines
Word to billie eilish you rappers lying
Boxed in ya’ll been moving like

mixtapes with features
Better than your album
Bounce Master with the Street Sweeper
For you heat seekers and them double
D cup ladies and IG divas
My mixtape

my album off by giving you guys a lesson
Don't ever let love torture you cuz being single a blessing
And my shawty if you hearing this ill send you

4 Your Eyez Only

J. Cole

4 Your Eyez Only

2016

This perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other children
Affected by the mass incarceration in

paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail

the front door all night willing you to come
And he said, "It's supposed to be fun turnin' twenty-one"

Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd

by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back

Instagram
Every day that goes by it feels
Just a little bit more unreal. I know
I told you I’d be okay without you
Now I’m writing this song just to tell you

to find a way to assess me
Different cloth, by the way that you sleep on me you'd think I came from a bed sheet
Drive a point til my tank is on empty, I'm

the anger that feel has been motivation 

To tell the truth about it I’ve been lost and prayed to God to get rerouted 

I’m just wrapping up the album Niggas

Dj doc you know he's down with us
D-square, he's down with us
Keyboard money mike, is down with us
Icu, you know he's down with us
D-nice and mcboo,

they lost
You know why? Cause ya'll been lied to
Google lied to you, Facebook lied to
You, Radio lied to you, radio fuck you!
I know it's a lot of
Real

crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my

I've been saying I'm the greatest while low-key hanging it up
Can't tell if it's depression or me just not giving a fuck
Album's been done for a year

I can't drive by
The old house
Something's missing in its four walls
It's not the
Door I'd walk through
A different entrance then I knew
You'd be

how we live 

Here we are 
The final track before the album 
Who'd a thought that the basis would be the outcome 
Strive be like pop 
Pullin bars outta

again
But nothing is certain
Cuz maybe it isn't my way by brudda
Maybe there is no d-day my brudda
What if my work never paid my brudda
What if efforts

Lost inside her world
Feeling insecure
Don't know where to go I know
Lost to find a home

Fast how the time goes
Times that the hell rose
Same with

'til I can't no more
Sexual assault survivor, but I don't wanna recount that
I'd rather spend my time watchin' sand fall down the hourglass
Sand falling

I wonder how we could move on
And pull together and manage

If I could save the mind
I'd help all my people get by

Life is too short to not evolve

been a long time coming
(Such a long time by yourself)
You thought it'd been a long time running
(Such a long time by yourself)

Now I'm older but no

Bow to the Masta

Kool Keith

Celebrity Deathmatch

1999

and radio and poster hype

Now that 3,000 people lost their jobs, I'm a see how your record do
But you're stuttering out your boo boo, can't give a decent

I Wanna Thank Me

Snoop Dogg

I Wanna Thank Me

2019

the dirt, nigga can't you tell?
Don't I ride by in that SSL?
Snoopy had to get it on, ball, beat ten of y'all
I'm just tryna show 'em how them men evolve

I lost my fuckin best friend
I wrote an album about it
It's like there's power in sadness
I'd be so lost here without it
So the fuck am I gonna write