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running through the 6
2 albums in, we're the best in this bitch 
All eyes on us, they expect us to miss 
Wasn't top 5, now we fucking up the list 
This that

tape you can never resist
The beats are A1
The lyrics A1 
The flow is A1
Its all made by one
The making is fun
You can't see me run
A hobby to career

fans screaming loud 
I went to the show it’s 15 niggas in the crowd
Like how the fuck I’m supposed to make it 
People ain’t even playin’
My latest album

grinding so hard i can hear me balling
I'm making one tape you can never pass on

The beats are A-1
The lyrics A-1 
The flows is A-1
Its all made by one

on an album
Boy better know that them tracks gonna come soon
And their gonna come through on the 15th
Man said different their lying to you
Stop that
All

back now 
Bunny hat gonna get it all blacked out
Came a long way from 6th grade a rookie 
Had to hit a home run and now look where it took me

Amazing

of a all white Wraith
With the inside interior seat
Color of hot gravy have it lookin' like a
Dinner when I'm drivin'
My grip like my dick
It get bigger when

They do no good for me
I need your honesty

Aw vavy
I wasn’t thinking this far along
I wasn’t thinking about all that, I was just lusting and involved

electrified by the beef I'm seein' online
It's got me hungry as a
Stoner with an empty fridge, hogtied
About to eat the beds of rappers
Sleepin' on me all

Inspiration, while certainly a state that can be practiced and multiplied, is by definition
Not a constant resource
Exterior influences are probably

girl to the mall
But I ain't done yet
10-9 but you know I am the one bet
Best yet to come
Best album dropped
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 parkin spots
Speak it into

confirmed by all sides
While the governing authorities
Said it was falsified
By his followers
Who stole his body and lied
Hundreds began to claim
They've all

It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019

(Great John on the beat, by

and lock it
I tried to store memories up in a locket
But that ship has sailed we got no time to dock it
I buzz by in a lightyear, all these loud tones
But I

I’ma take you on a date
I be making all this music, for the love and the pape’
I want 6’5 cash, got it looking like Jayce
Yea they never gon’ support,

Devil's six
Devil's six

Met the grim reaper while I floated down to hell
Felt the fire burn inside my chest, inside my head
Waited for my soul

Mafia Music [Edit]

Rick Ross

Mafia Music

2009

but somehow I got by

Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they

a number
Add it on up to twenty-five
The joke is on you, I'm still fucking alive
Had to drive by with the beat tape up in my mind
And combined with

drinks got me talking 
7-6, hit ‘em with the process
Big checks, numbers doing Bron shit
5 rings all for one team
Lookin’ like I’m ‘bouta carry the offense

image of a Albert Einstein with an I'll work 9 sign
With a pouch plannin a faster grind, an outstanding mastermind
All these niggas rap like they 6

ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well

[Verse 3]
Photo album on the counter, your

With all his cool friends
He gets his records for free
I wish I was him
He has no enemies
I wish I was him

Well, he's got six different flannel shirts

Yea its the DJ Khaled the Don Dada the big dog pitbull the Terror Squad-ion
Aka the Beat Novakane I'mma problem my album drops June 6th listen

Now

four, five, six police show up and act weird

Then all of them take off except a short chubby guy named Tubbs
I would later find out that Tubbs' son