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to the last molecule/
Strap you all in the front seat/So you all can see the pilots view/
Gas me up with the fighter fuel/no one has been better prior too/

I go day by day. Night by night.
I feel like I’m ok but something aint just right.
I’d like to talk bout it and get in depth with ya.
I’m an artist

doubted I use that shit as fuel  
Now all these niggas up in silence is like a broke a rule 
My albums really timeless, yeah man  my shit a jewel
Yall

climbing endless hills
(Try your best) To hold on the strings that you tied, by the end only thing that you'll feel
(All that stress) You cursed yourself

wrong
Your boyfriend hit me said he want to do a song
Come by the studio your wifey should be coming home
Hop on his song and I talk about the things that

it’s not enough  
 
You put me where you wanted
And left me high and dry 
By that time I’d come to realize 
 
I put fuel to the fire
It’s been a long

a vet do
You can't gas me, bitch, 'cause I'm sellin' jet fuel
Real life freaky girl live in the bedroom (freaky)
Snuck off and hit my bitch in the red

YOU ARE THE FIRE
Words and music by Tommy DeCarlo

you are the fire
I am the flame
you fuel my desire
I do the same
lookin' in your eyes girl, I like

might not see me again 

So I'll save my fuel till I'm by your side. 
I'll save my fuel till I'm by your side. 
I'll save my fuel till I'm by your side

Legacy

Travis Scott

Father of 4

2019

worry, my nigga, get part of the clip
So I got it right back (right back)
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up
I can't hold nothing

The Gate/Invited

Tesla

Bust a Nut

1994

undecided on which way I should go
I don't know!

I've been invited but I just can't make it
Got too excited and I just can't take it
My fuel ignited, got too

you here, right by my side
Without you I'm trippin on the wire
Just hold me close & hang on tight
Let me take you even higher             

Be who you

yeah
Low fuel, I'ma pump it up to full, yeah

First impression, I already got you full, yeah
I got more in store, I don't read no horoscopes, yeah

Chorus:
Brick by brick
we gonna build this Empire
Bit by bit
Little more fuel on this fire
Stack em up stack em up
See how high they go
Light em up

No Mistakes

Classified

Boy-Cott-In the Industry

I got props and pissed on

I was dissed by the system but I still tried to get on
No one could tell me that my style was unhealthy
I never

mind
An archaeologist, dusting off ancient relics
Lyrical gems, taken from ancient tombs
Rhymes killed in the womb
By these capitalist baboons
Destroying

of Odin and Aries
Buh L.E.X aint ever ordinary
Mehn i focused on the goal
Turned the kick to my fuel
One by one wan-di coal i mean

Folu dust that
Look

my boys with me
We on the up and up
This album gonna put us on the map
Say what's up to the top
I slept on the streets
And I starved
But with this

and pump the volume
What's the outcome when you album never come out
I float these, I fart art
This a poet's mouth
I mold this sound
You sold yourself
Yo,

Hey Li'den, congrats on the album
Thank you man, I’m proud of the outcome
What about the part where you diss other rappers that you think you can

tops (scorching)

This Dedicated to all the haters
Who use to put me down when it came to this music
I wanna say thanks
All it did was fuel my motivation

In the cockpit, I'm the pilot
I guide the missile, this a rocket
Intro the album, this shit is flawless
No physical copies, it’s not at the market

that I was too dark
And yet she's darker than me
Every gun put to my head
By dudes who look just like me
To this skin I won't pledge
I've never felt

a juxtaposition
I've Had premonitions
That call for my demolition
But with the right fuel and tools then nothing will hinder me
I won't need to force this
I adore