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Yeah
Alot of times we surrounded by enemies who disguise as friends you know
You know you niggas
We just didn't wanna tell it straight to your face

player in
By the time I flipped the Ben Folds album I was drunk as shit
Threw up a couple pictures on the rusted GE fridge
I'm going back to Philadelphia,

mind yeah I need a couple
Been making art cause talk is cheap
Get it and lay low fine by me
I set a record Every time
Like every time steph hit a 3
I

CVR the gang, Cashville Records
You dig what I'm sayin'?
I don't wan' hear 'bout none of that other shit
Nah, fuck that, that part
Fuck all this shit

For the kids man
It wasn't about the loot
It's about
Leading by example
For the crew
We was out there
Serving food
The city try to tell me
That I'm rude

Its been 10 years since my first album
Look at What I came from
East side, sleeping on couches
But I don't wanna play a victim
Cuz my grandparents

album by the end of the day
I said we don't play, we don't sleep and never take breaks
Many just don't understand the amount of seconds it takes
To break

coming down slowly
Stopped my writing but not thinking
It’s time to grab the pen and start journaling
Yeah
I guess I really was a record
With my head left

that I align with
Hate when niggas gotta move so indecisive
I don’t really understand what put me on the other side
These niggas spend they time by

doubted me, questioned me, didn’t believe me when
I said I’d drop a mixtape, oh shit that was a mistake
This shit sound like an album, so fuck whoever

So I don't feel invisible
And get my credentials
Yea, nobody's perfect
3 Albums ago I took a L
Man but it was worth it
I wouldn't have progressed
I'm

Album been done two years
Ain't put it out yet
Another mix tape
Another mistake
Another fifth grade attempt
To get rich
From a birdbrain CEO 
Who don't

event I haven't spoken... (Uh!)
So I wrote some, (Uh!), shitty rap songs, (Uh!)
Didn't record! (Uh!) I just sat on, (Uh!)
Every shit little rap, rhyme bar

no
This will never
End
I'll drop singles
But not my masterpieces
I'm keeping those for the album
That's what my mentor teaches me to do
So don't try

they heard without a record deal
I got the money but what is funny I keep it real
Swear to god I'll never go back from platinum to downing pills
Now they

I mean I finally did an album still they undecided
I mean he cool, do he really think he gonna make it
Only time he ever snap is on a Snap,

Ight lemme call this guy
Ayy yo Vasko
Ight so you gonna record your verse
Yo shut up man
You're only chatting waffle
Its cap like tip of fanta

30 million albums sold
Seeing platinum and gold
Records, I know that its bold but I want you to try to remember I told you that
Cuz I'll be surpassing

make these rappers pay for it
So many hours in a day
How many records will it take
Before my album start to take (Turn me up some)
Cuz I been putting in

read them, take a look at my momentum
Producers coming in from every direction
Wyshmaster, Sena and Woodzy, my brethren
Next album is better a larger

don't wanna be famous
Fame, money, stars, shows

Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame
Fame, Fame, Fame, Fame

I wanna get high in the whip
And drive right by a cop
Who

The crazy thing is I did this shit on my own
I recorded my first album made the cover on my phone
It's like my voice getting better as I record these

check the score
Used to spend my whole allowance at the record store
Kept my favorite albums in a second floor dresser drawer
I been fighting since

the guillotines blade
It's official, cut it off, it's officially tossed
Resurrected from the ground, get inspected, the sound
You can check the record pressing by