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We've been here for days.
If this album is fire.
I'm about to get a raise.
I've been going off topic.
Smoking lll chronic
cin't no rapper going to stop me

cheaper by the dozen
I back on track press record, feel

Is it love is it lust
Is being real not enough
Is my time almost up
These questions that need

and the company
Joe Robbie Boys
Untouchable
Yeah
And by the way, it was never my intention to make a project or an album
I just wanted to make an intro song for my

is my home and yah snuck in the back door
See me in public address me as JAX or

Avoidin' hostility highly improbable
Me and my shorter fuse tend

Chicago style is 12 below
Tell me where they sell Girbaud's nigga never sell your soul
Your albums like those finger waves lyrically a green beret
Rip

Run To Bahaddarhat......!
Calling, calling on the phone
Was feeling all alone
Take a foot out from your home
Outside the door
Just don't you turn

of
We gon' get paid
As long as they make powder
And man needs power
Cause we need ours and we put in hours
Kicked off the door
Like I just want my flowers

Behind closed doors with his cohorts speaking with certainty
And most certainly, I am a hypocrite
Why you think I wrote "The First" on my first album are

year
It is never clear
Am I ever gonna change careers
Or drop another album and disappear

Who knows
By the way, I don't do shows
I stay home and scroll

Evil Mind..
& I trust that Music is the way for me.. like an outlet...
& So; if you wondered why my album werent out yet
Here yarhh BEEATCHH!! This is

Try catch me lacking like you woulda thought bitch
All of my pages they be stalking
Took down my last album I had to chalk it
Nowadays I be surrounded

Song Title: Character Flaws 
Album: Our Chemistry is a Tightrope
Artist: Porcupine
Music and Lyrics by Casey Virock, Nick Roesler

I'm cut

the message of God, if you needed the proof, TAPE ONE's the Receipt
Bitch, is you feelin' it now?
I see you boppin' yo' head, by the end of the album you gon'

a paddle
I'd spank all these rappers like babies
It's crazy, it's backwards
How blatantly lazy and basic
They can be makin' these albums
I've been draining

got my album complete
In 24 we preparing for this
By 25, we'll be out on the streets
In 2030 I know we'll be lit
Shoutout to me cause I cook all my

What the
Who the fuck could that be
Craig!
Craig, I know you fucking hear me, bro
Open the fucking door
Oh my fucking God

Yo
Bro, what the fuck is

by my side

I ride for this shit, I die for this shit
I go platinum in the streets, suicide for this shit
I go platinum when I die, that's not what I

had to get you in my bed
So the weeks roll by and what do you know
We hang one night and shit goes down
But she promised she wasn't a hoe
Da na nothing

ain't Ye or Durk
To be in the field again, I need the biggest check, Jalen Hurts
Real men open doors for they queens, ladies first
I've been bout my LLC,

And them scriptures start to manifest

Call this album 40, cause previously it means to stand the test
Every time I look at my family, I'm like, man, I'm

the album
I'm... too good right now, I feel like the greatest right now
You hear me
Yeah

Yeah
Bitch, I'm blessed, just living my life
Aint a whole lot

I was born by the river
The Jourdan River, yeah
In a little old tent
Bennett Side Alabama yeah
Oh, just like the river I've been running
I've been

a typical dope fiend
What's your horoscope she's hurting call her capri-coping
I wanna get to know you baby leave your door and aura open
So I body a beat

more
The sleepless nights alone made it easy, had to push some doors open
I used to give a fuck then, I used to feel broken
Now I got it popping and I